Ramza followed Laguna's lead, glad for the direction.

"The monarch is vanished. Do they not suspect murder?" If not, the political atmosphere was very different from Ivalice, indeed. He put aside those grim suspicions at the mention of food.

"Simon and I were on our way to find a meal," he agreed. And then he paused. "What form of currency do the cooks take?" He was loath to place a financial burden on his new ally so soon after meeting, but he might have no choice in the matter.