"Yeah? Sometimes I wonder why you need me at all," Xigbar shot back to the Gambler, grinning as he did so. Shame that the topic wasn't really involving him, but... soon. Soon.

For now, he had Demyx to worry about. "Well, there are two real big problems with the 'bust out' plan. First o' all, doesn't seem real likely to work. People just get dragged back in the mornin', an' it's not like anyone's actually ever managed to do it. Second an' more important... we bust out like this, we're stuck as we are. Nobodies, no heart or nothin'. It's a fine deal for normal folks, but I'm not going to live a not-life without even my powers to make it worthwhile. Either I get my heart, or I get my guns; not gonna accept anything else."

"...anyway, you can think it over for now. Talk it over with other people, see what they'd wanna do, or just think about it yourself. Me? I've got some unfinished business to take care of before I even start convincing folks that I'm normal."