Spencer had wanted to stay by Sephiroth's side as he fought to hold one of the many front-lines trying to mitigate the endless waves of enemy forces from gaining too much of a foothold further into Esdham. However, as the fighting had gotten more intense it had become increasingly obvious that not only were Spencer having an issue in keeping up with his silver-haired Hero, said Hero was more capable on a battlefield than Spencer had imagined he would be. It was one thing for any of the Heroes brought here to claim to have adequate experience, but totally another to legitimately be able to live up to that claim.

If any of the Heroes could handle this, Sephiroth was the one as far as Spencer were concerned. As far as losing him in the chaos went, Sephiroth had urged Spencer to find somewhere to stay safe ever since they had been forced out of the barracks - and as always, Sephiroth was always right in the end. Spencer had automatically headed in the direction of the Mognet office, since it were naturally the safest place for moogles.

"One moogle can't save the World alone, Kupo!" He reached out a paw to reassure Tempest by way of a pat on the shoulder. He didn't like to see other girl-mogs upset but also it did seem, increasingly, that this particular moogle was out of her depth.

"Let's get to the Mognet office and see how we can help-"