"These are my sleepware pants," Phillip responded meekly to the question before he realized the humiliation. "So...it's the equivalent of a cockroach. I'm terribly sorry to have inconvenienced you."

He almost missed the mention of Freelancer and for a moment, he almost corrected her. But how could he just say what happened in Eros, what he did there? He felt a punch to the gut as he realized that by hiding his work there, he felt he erased his friends and loved ones there. "Sounds about right, though I've had some training by a Rogue."

His own Moogle was just watching from afar, "You were a-" "SHUSH!"