Demyx didn't know what to do, what to think. He didn't know the answers to her questions. He didn't know if it was hurting Zexion but he looked distressed. He wasn't sure what to think about that either. He was trying to figure that out, clinging a bit tighter to Maeve.

"Don't rip it!" Zexion pleaded.

Xemnas approached and shoved the kid away from her. "Apparently I have to do things myself." He aimed a blow at her arms. "Relinquish the child to me. Both of them."