He was reminded of Nooj, an old but dear friend that had half of his body mechanical. While Baralai wasn't completely against machines, there were some that should have never been invented and one of them rested in his coat. It served as a reminder to him of how things could change for the good to bad in an instant.

Ales made him smile briefly. His tolerance toward machines extended about as far as Ales' toward magic. It seemed like an odd fit but a benefit at the same time. "I shall keep that in mind, my friend."

He quickly glanced at Lora who was busy looking out the window in a dreamy state toward another moogle and Baralai's expression changed to flat out laughter. "I don't think we'll be too much of a problem."