"Then you will be taken to where others of your passengers wait as we continue our investigation." Without either of them moving, the door from behind them slides open again, the view of a corridor visible. "Come."

A haze falls over Xehanort's senses, an awareness he will only have for a split second, before they're lost to him entirely. He will come to standing - as he come to before, within the smaller room - inside another, where others will be present.