Gold turns his attention from the moogle before him to the younger man beside him now. He was tempted to respond to the question with 'And which comment would that be, dearie?' , but refrained letting his mind retrieve the last words he'd said that might have attracted attention.

"In another world or story if want, I was considered something of a villain for actions I took to achieve a certain goal. It would appear that perhaps since I managed to complete that goal and sought to redeem myself by saving my family, I've ended up apart of another tale in this world. Isabella here," He paused to indicate the moogle before him with a flourish of a hand. "has been telling me that due to being brought here in the manner I have been and being in possession of this interesting crystal trinket, I'm supposed to be some sort of hero."

The wry humor in his voice as he says the last statement perhaps shows that he's still getting over the irony of his swapping sides. Yes, he'd wanted to do something right for a change, to be the hero for his family. He hadn't expected that desire to save him from death and land him here in this place as an actual hero.