Ramza followed Ashelia, walking beside her but letting her lead the way. He made a quick gesture at the basket Ashelia carried, offering to carry it for her, but easy enough for her to wave it off if she preferred he didn't. "So more than a score each month? It would seem someone is amassing an army."

He took a quick glance back at the moogles, who seemed distracted enough by one another's company. He turned back to Ashelia and lowered his voice. "Have any of the Heroes actually met this Queen we are to serve? I dislike the thought of blindly obeying the whims of a monarch of unknown character."

[[Sorry, Queen Ashelia. If Ramza knew he was talking to a royal, he might phrase it a little more delicately.]]