What a strange little girl. Weapons systems? Maggie looked to be five years old. Though the easiness she spoke about her Mother with seemed to back up her story at least. This was the weirdest dream world.

Sephiroth's frown deepened as Maggie went on. He hadn't seen anywhere by the name of Coerthas written on the map he'd been given by Spencer, and just what was an Ixal anyway. He shook his head lightly and pulled his expression back into check, it wouldn't do to appear like the topics had gone right over his head.

"We should head back into town, she might be looking for you there."