"Tch." Like he'd ride with Fayt. And the other man surely knew it and was just doing that on purpose.

Albel leaned on the fence (with another glance to be sure his hair was out of reach of Fayt's pet) and watched the few chocobos that remained inside the confines of the farm. "The Lure, hm?"

Track and capture a wild chocobo, tame it to be his mount -- now that sounded appealing. These farm birds were weak, spoiled with hand-feeding and safe fences. Albel needed a real animal to be his. And after making a pact with a dragon, how hard could it be to capture a thing like a chocobo?

"So where do I get this Lure?" he asked Fayt, eager to go and get started.