Now Mister Rider, Xion, I'm not one to go recklessly smashing objects and people. That was always the job of my bodyguards! We all know that I'm just a delicate little thing.

[Though Flynn may recall Ichijou making zombie pudding in the past, which absolutely goes into the "recklessly smashing objects and people" category.]

I only said that I'd be giving him a makeover! Yes, I'll do such a good job that you'll hardly even recognize him with his new style!

[When Xion goes for his hand, he gently grasps it. Apparently her need to supervise him doesn't bother him in the slightest, since he's going right along with it. He even starts to hum a little.]

I'm glad that I had the chance to speak with the two of you about this. I don't normally assume the best of anyone, but in this case I had wanted to so badly that it was impairing my ability to reason. Now I have a clear head and we have a plan to prevent any more mishaps in this terrible room, so in three-- nnh?

[He interrupts himself by raising one of his knees and scratching at his shin with his free hand. He could swear that he had just felt something crawling there, but whatever it is is gone now.]

We don't really need to count down, let's just go.