As much as any former monk in the Church of Yevon, Auron knew a few concepts in the art of machina. He'd had the dubious benefit of watching Rikku, Cid and any number of Al-bhed tinker with the airship or work on smaller devices.

He honestly had no idea what Guy was trying to create in front of his house. If it turned out to be an explosion, it would, at least, be entertaining. So he sat down to watch, occasionally taking a sip from the jug at his waist.