Ramza nodded. "Thank you," he said, although he was unsure what exactly to do with the flower. It was such a delicate thing. He tucked it carefully into a strap in his armor, not minding in the least how silly it must look.
When her moogle returned, he smiled at the creature. "Well met, sir Moogle," he praised. At that, he realized he had never learned the names of these two new companions. Being in a new world was no cause to abandon manners.
"I am called Ramza, and my companion is Simon. It is a pleasure to meet the both of you." With his words, he gave a slight bow.
The night of the Thirteen Moogles
When her moogle returned, he smiled at the creature. "Well met, sir Moogle," he praised. At that, he realized he had never learned the names of these two new companions. Being in a new world was no cause to abandon manners.
"I am called Ramza, and my companion is Simon. It is a pleasure to meet the both of you." With his words, he gave a slight bow.