[ He stirs finally, the skin and tissue pulling together under Xehanort's healing power. Grunting softly, a hand automatically goes to his face, his eye -- he's disoriented, and not just because of the injuries he suffered. He was jolted quite violently out of the darkness that took him over, and he's still reeling from that.
It's only when he finally opens his eye and sees the old man through the cracks of his fingers that he snaps to full awareness.
Frustration and anger immediately flash across his features. ]
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It's only when he finally opens his eye and sees the old man through the cracks of his fingers that he snaps to full awareness.
Frustration and anger immediately flash across his features. ]
Where is he?
[ A low, infuriated hiss. ]