"Yes," she answered with a faint nod, her attention shifting from him, to the cards she was holding, to the table, and then back. She wasn't sure what to make of the man, though his surprise at her was either due to her appearance or her age, and she didn't particularly feel the need to dwell on either.

"Most people who have a mog...a moogle with them seem to have arrived at the same time."

She'd stop calling them mogs eventually. Somehow.