"You've seen my mission reports haven't you? I'm not much of a writer." Demyx smiled, shrugged and stuck his hands into his pockets.

"It's..." He began because he couldn't really say he was motivated by altruistic means. He'd mostly been motivated out of spite. "It was Vexen, he recruited me. He had a compelling argument."

Demyx hummed. "Teach him to bench me."