Complicated science shit is practically what Aya's all about. Though, when MarKus mentions four hundred years in the future, she isn't sure what kind of science they have then that she would understand.
She opens her mouth to speak when MarKus' moogle does the deed for her with the flyer. Her mouth tightens into a thin line then, bringing a hand to her hip as she just listens to the boy some more with a straight face.
"Mechanic and pilot, got it," she eventually says. "I already gave you my name, but I work for the FBI in the Earth I'm from. If you still have those four hundred years ahead..."
The future can't be that different, can it?
Aya then muses over Markus' query, and nods to herself. "I've been hearing a lot of talk about some attack on this city, so... What's this about dimensional, um... 'shenanigans'?"
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She opens her mouth to speak when MarKus' moogle does the deed for her with the flyer. Her mouth tightens into a thin line then, bringing a hand to her hip as she just listens to the boy some more with a straight face.
"Mechanic and pilot, got it," she eventually says. "I already gave you my name, but I work for the FBI in the Earth I'm from. If you still have those four hundred years ahead..."
The future can't be that different, can it?
Aya then muses over Markus' query, and nods to herself. "I've been hearing a lot of talk about some attack on this city, so... What's this about dimensional, um... 'shenanigans'?"