"I have ways to give life to more than just flowers." Marluxia watched Kuja with a smile. There was little doubt in his mind what the man was asking for. The level of tiredness he displayed was not due to the simple, though effective, attack he had used earlier; it went beyond that. This man was dying, just like this tree and he had a inkling of a thought as to what he wished for. "There is a price, but I can grant you life."