Unfortunately the woman that Zelman wanted to talk to was busy arguing with her own floating toy. It was obvious that she wasn't comfortable being out in the daylight, but the hooded cloak that she had found was helping. She covered a yawn and glared at the Moogle.

"Look. I told you. I just want to get some sleep. I'm not used to being out in the daylight and it hurts," she muttered. She then noticed someone else talking to her and ignored the Moogle's annoyed mutterings. Something about a proper meal and some tea.

"Yes?" She said. His gaze didn't have any effect on her at all. She was used to something similar to it already.