[ He stiffens at the sound of Xigbar's voice. It isn't the person he expects though it's exactly who he imagined it to be, from the way he moved, the way he fought. It coaxes an edge to his voice. ]

It's a concept that none of you seem ready to stick to.

[ If Xigbar is alive, then...are the others? But, no, he's claiming it was all a stunt-- ]

Thirteen Keyblades were made. We thought you must have been one of them when you supposedly died. So why are you here? Xehanort and all of his iterations are gone.