She still felt as though they were doing the moogles an unearned favour, but she couldn't deny Ramza's feelings on the matter. She glanced at him, one ear twitching inside the hat. "As you will," she said, by way of agreement, and turned to tug out one of the fliers of her own results, holding it in front of her. "I… would hope it is some reassurance that whatever measurements they might have taken did turn out well with others."
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