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[There's a diminutive figure in a labcoat and unconventional purple scarf scurrying in and out of the general area of the laboratories, carrying books, equipment, anything he can think of. It looks like Xehanort's finally claimed a small corner of one for his own.
He's running around the place, fussing, arranging... this is his space! He wants it how he wants it, dammit. For a moment, he stands back.]

Now what else do I need here?...