Luxord is looking around for his little sister. Honestly, she promised to help him clean up his room. Not that it was really his room, he didn't want to be tied to one place for too long. But while this room was in his custody, he might as well take good care of it.

He placed his hands on his hips, not caring that he looked a bit ridiculous with that black apron tied around his waist. "Roxas! Roxas, where did you run off to this time?" He called.