It is certainly not beyond the realm of impossibility that there's more to that umbrella than first might meet the eye. But it's certainly not the most of imposing weapons based on appearance alone. Not when Xemnas has stared down greater weapons. But he leaves the comment be. There's no need to push further. Not when he has no immediate desire to destroy the heart that stands before him.

"Is that so?"

The question hangs in the air for a moment, and then, finally, something changes as a swirl of darkness appears several feet in front of her, before fading to reveal a hooded figure. Presumably, the person she's been speaking to, but it's a little hard to tell.