My idea of what qualifies as a god or human might be a little different.

[Very casually, he leans over and prods the still-smoking glass. This seems to split it right up the seam, where it promptly begins dribbling onto the table and .. setting that to smoking too.

He should probably find a person to clean that, he had no idea what was in it.]

Being human is about what's inside as much as outside right? Your thoughts, your morals or lack of them, your upbringing and--

[Xehanort pauses, then frowns slowly.]

I'm not sure now is a good time to get into that speech though.