Hakkai, with a flat expression, opens the bag of black powder, taps a fingernail-sized pile onto his palm, and tips it into his mouth. Its taste is mild, faintly burnt and sooty. He holds the bag out to Roxas.

"There," he says, flatly. "I have no interest in a blood feud. I don't think you want me to inject myself, with only one needle, but do what you wish to ensure it's safe as well.

"I'd recommend not waiting too long."