“Gotta agree, I've heard way worse mouths than my own. At least I don't drop the F bomb every other sentence like I've known some people to do.” [he chucked lightly.

Soon as they started heading back to the entrance, he prepared for any surprise attacks. There was wasn't surprisingly, a few tonberries that that had sneaked up on them in the dark and attempted stabbing them for an almost instakill.

He raised his eyebrow at her.] They don't have holy waters here? It's supposed to cure zombie. [he frowned, then shrugged.] Guess I gotta make nice with a white mage or an advanced red mage.

[Soon they found themselves at the entrance, and Seifer looked like his skin was turning green.] This is where we part, eh?