"Something like that. If we stay here long enough, by the time I go home I'll probably start calling them Moogles back home too..." he confessed as Molg decided to perch himself on Cloud's shoulder, noting her moogle already resting in the arms of the young girl. "Mm..." While he wasn't the worst when it came to making with small talk, it was starting those conversations that he sometimes felt awkard about. Though to be honest, being in a world like this where so many people could mingle and ally up...

"What's your world like?"

It was worth getting to know more about what's out there.