"No. They are children. They are somebody and they mean something. Men like you are short-sighted."

She looks over a Demyx, giving him a small smile. She kind of wishes she had Hector's gun with her over the katana. Or both. She could certainly wield both. "I've met him. In the future. And I know what he can be. I know he's more than this, more than your doll. And maybe he won't be who he will be without you, but at least he'd have someone to care for him."

She holds onto her katana and advances forward a little. Maybe if she surprises him at all, she can at least injure him. She wonders where his magic comes from. So she could take it from him.