Markus rolled his eyes at the abandonment of subtlety and held his left hand lazily in front of him.  His keyblade appeared, held in a loose grip.  

"I can't say I know what it means, but I have to agree that they must be related in a way.

"You mentioned, what was it, Heartless?  Would those be black and red creatures?  Cruel men can turn into them, perhaps?"