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[ There's a man standing who looks rather disoriented and out of place in the business district of Lindblum. He's leaning heavily on what appears to be a staff, and his gauntlet-ed hand is clutching a couple of gyshal pickles which he is eying oddly. He also seems to be either unaware or distinctly ignoring the smell that allowed for the large space around him. Or, that could simply be because he looks to be in pieces. He fiddles with a 'skyphone' device he'd received from the moogles. ]

[ It had been a couple of days since the moogles had found him near-dead. It was rather sad, Noah thought, that the only species he'd done nothing against were the little pompom'd people. Grateful, nonetheless, that they'd helped get him back on his feet, even if he couldn't remember everything that had happened before.]

[The video was zoomed up close on Gabranth's face face, and a small, dark-red spot was coagulating at the right-hand corner of his lip.  He seemed somewhat off, like he was hunched over, unusual in a man who'd always had perfect posture.  He'd taken a bite out of one of the pickles, and after a quick jolt for the kick, a relaxed expression flashed across his face in a blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment before his expression hardlined again.]

As I am to understand, I've been transported to a world known as 'Gaia'. I seem to have arrived here in Lindblum.

[ His face seemed to twitch a moment, as if the next thought that came to his head is rather revolting. It morphs into a small, self-deprecating smirk. ]

My most sincere apologizes to those among you who are disappointed. It appears that I get rather cheated out of everything, death included.

[ A drop of blood drips down from the corner of his mouth. ]

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The matter of... The chocobo. [He just needs a little bit of clarification. Penelo said she was on her way and he'd only vaguely remembers the name Mjrn, which leads him to believe the adorable fluffball in his hands is the one in question. He'll be sad to see the cute thing go. If he didnt know that he'd have no way of caring for it he would take her as his own.]

I'm sure you will find her a good home. [That's not a disappointed face, not at all. He makes a move to stand, sheathing his swords, even as he winces in pain.]

If you have a meeting, we should get going, your lordship. It's rude and unprofessional to be late.

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[ He nods once in affirmation. ]

Yes, precisely. I do intend to keep her, you know. When you are well, if you...

[ He has no idea how to say it, and he hasn't spoken to Basch at any great length, either. As far as he is concerned, either or both are welcome at his side. And he is aware that he should not stay entire alone for terribly long, anyway. Who knows what dangers there are in a strange world, such as this one?

He changes the subject to avoid voicing anything else too terribly emotional. ]

I think it best you stay here and rest. Your presence might make one of the people I'm meeting a bit uncomfortable, considering past circumstances, though I am sorry to say it so.

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[Larsa may try to be polite and pussyfoot around the issue, but Noah has a decent idea of whom he is talking about.]

As you wish, your lordship. Go meet with your friends in peace, without my looming spectre casting gloomy shadows over you all.

[His tone is very light, making it clear he tales no offense as well as attempting to get the boy to not be so serious and on to lighter matters. He leans back into the benchin a semi-sprawled posture of rest.]

I shall be seeing you again soon, I hope?

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[ Larsa nods. ]

I should certainly hope so, yes. Please do take care of yourself.

[ He tries to sound stern, or scolding, but doesn't quite manage. Seeing Gabranth alive, if not quite yet well, is no small relief to him, even after so long a time. He picks up the bird and turns to go keep his appointment with his friends. ]

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Of course, Lord Larsa, I shall be most careful. You should be careful as to your well-being as well. [And to the chocobo] Take care, little one.

[Noah suppresses a sigh when the little chocobo is picked up by Larsa, though he doesn't grudge the boy a little friend.]