[Porom shifts her weight from foot to foot uncomfortably. She's become used to the emptiness of a town that was so alive back home but it's still not easy to consider.]

It's just me and the students the Regent sent from Lindblum. It's- there's about twenty of us. And the moogles won't come here unless they have to. Something about a clown and a cruel man after that.

[And then she just shakes her head, grits her teeth and smiles.]

There must be some reason for it. I'll know one day. For now, I just have to persevere. Twenty is more than none, after all. And- [She almost begins speaking about how she's sensed her brother's presence and then changes her mind. It's difficult to explain.]

-never mind. But don't worry yourselves too much about Mysidia. I won't let it stay this way.