Cid's moogle, yet unnamed as far as he was aware, hovered just above his shoulder. "There are many places to sit!" she offered to the group, her knowledge about the city matched only by other moogles and the heroes who came before the man. He watched her as she spoke, then trained his eyes again on Yuffie.

"Better make it comfortable, we're gonna be there a while." He waves a hand, gesturing he would follow her in whichever direction she chose. "If you got a place in mind, let's get goin'."