Neither Ace could deny having become rather protective of the tiny one, and it was for that reason in particular that he had decided to entrust the Chocobo into the hands of someone capable of being a good caretaker. It wasn't merely his own obvious fondness that had influenced such turn of events, for the melodist had already displayed how easily expressing kindness came to her on multiple occasions.

And that very trait lay at the core of things, rather than actual experience that could be gained on the way. More than that, he could always teach her, just as she had previously made the effort to help him develop his singing skills.

Timidly turning his head to the side, unable to carry the charade any longer under her watchful stare, he slowly began descending the stairs as he spoke.

"Why would I be the one to do it? All I can do is request that you take good care of her."