Terra almost freezes when he hears Xehanort's suggestion. Somehow, the idea of him getting one of the trademark coats of Organization XIII just sends a chill down his spine.

Right. Listen to those instincts of yours, Terra. Don't let him get that coat. And since Isa didn't want the thing anymore, what could be done with it?

He heads to his closet and grabs a spare coat--tan in color instead of the dark gray he was wearing, and heads back to the two waiting outside his door. "Isa can figure out what to do with it after he gets a replacement."

A beat, then he hands Xehanort the extra coat and continues speaking. "I wouldn't be opposed to burning it."