[As Asch doesn't seem like he's about to attack the moogle or them, Mary begins to relax. She glances at her moogle and gives it a smirk and nod before clambering down the tree with practiced ease and a crouched landing.]

James Kidd. Least, that's what they called me back home. [A test of sorts, to see if her name is recognized. But at the same time by the look of him he doesn't seem to be from a world or era that would recognize her real name either.]

I know this is a lot to take in. The simple version is that we've been brought to this world in a wild hope to save it. Things have started to break down though and the new Heroes aren't arriving in the city like they used to. I'm afraid you've come in near what may be the end.

[She gestures for him to follow, leading the way to a clearing where a smaller sized airship is parked. Something smaller than the Albiore for sheer scale but suited to a similar crew compliment. It seems more a seafaring vessal modified to be held aloft by balloons and a sturdy engine.]