Me and Lexeaus get along very well indeed.
I’m not sure Number Six would be happy to know that you’ve somehow convinced him to water your plants, Marluxia.
Pfft, *waves his hand disinterestedly* What could Zexion possibly do to me? Besides, the big brute needed something useful to do.
Hit you with one of his darling books, I imagine. That or try to poison you during dinner. This is why we refrain from agitating the person who cooks our meals, Number Eleven.