[The Moogles are agreeing with their new ally and gather a round Kobato in joy. The Barkeep grumbles something about inconsiderate protesting, but he eventually floats down to the ground. He'd rather not waste his magic right now, if there'll be more groups of Moogles he has to fly over to reach his saloon.]

So would you mind joinin' their cause while I go off to do some work? If I weren't so busy, I'd help out, but [shrug] what can you do?