Ramza tried to shrug off her concern. "Well enough," he deflected. "I am...in need of some flowers. Can you help?" he asked. It was the simplest of the things he needed to say to her, so he started there.

He eyed the kittens a little warily. The cats of Ivalice were large, fierce creatures. Terra was kindhearted and perhaps a little naive, and Ramza hoped she had not taken in anything dangerous.

The blond stooped near one mewling kitten and held a gloved finger out. As it licked, he checked for the tell-tale venom sacks of a Panther. It seemed gentle and poison-free, so he gave it a tentative pat on its tiny head before he stood again.