His grip on the cup waned before tightening with a vengeance at that news. "What!?" Cid thrust his tea away from himself, splashing it over the rim and onto the floor with the force of his anger. The mess went unnoticed by its creator who fell into a rant at "his" incompetence.

"What kind of idiot is this Cid you got? I'd like to give him a piece of my mind!" He no longer waved his tea in the air, but he looked downright furious. "Leavin' rockets around... He's lucky someone hasn't blown 'em all up yet!" At this he took yet another sip, his eyes narrowed. "Sheer dumb luck, I tell ya."