"Not at all," came the reply from a young blond woman. At last, someone with a shred of respectability, she thought bitterly.

Ashelia walked along slowly, arms crossed underneath her chest. It took her a moment too long to notice the moogle following the giant of a man that had brushed past her. When she did, she did a double take. How many of us were taken? There were many moogles in the Fire Crystal's square that morning, but Ashelia hadn't stuck around long enough to get a good look at her compatriots. She took a deep breath. Did she have the energy for one more? Sure, why not.

"Excuse me," Ashelia called after the man, quickening her pace to catch up to him. "I couldn't help but notice your companion. You arrived this morning, did you not?"