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[The feed turns on, and Locke's face is staring closely at the shell. The look is a little distant, but Locke snaps too. He didn't turn this thing on to stare at it all day long. He actually had a legitimate question, and then some.]

So when you get to the bottom of it, Eidolons are kind of like Espers. You can consider magicite as some sort of dying fragment of a crystal. And here, magic isn't really a skill that's derived solely from magical beings, but it's still an inherent part of nature itself.

There's a lot of parallels between all of our worlds. Distinctions. Hope you guys can follow where I'm going with this, yeah?

[Locke pauses momentarily, his arms crossed and his eyes closed. His brows are furrowed, semi-lost in thought.]

Back where I'm from, we knew Ramuh, Shiva, and Ifrit— [Note, the past tense.] —chocobos and moogles weren't anything new, either. I'm pretty sure our world isn't the only one sharing a similar trait or two... or ten, with this place. If you think about it, it's more like we're all linked because our worlds are so similar to each other.

[Of course, finally... Locke gets to his point, looking straight at his audience. Kind of. He's maintaining eye contact, okay!! Except... even though Locke looks like he wants to say something more, he doesn't. He lets it go. Maybe he'll ask about that matter some other time.]

Well, now you have my two cents. Anyone care to share their thoughts on those dreams we all had?

((ooc; Relm and Cyan can feel free to either follow Locke to Mysidia or just handwave convincing him to leave them to their devices. I don't mind either way, really! Locke just needs to be at Mysidia to see Edgar and then he'll be going his merry way... somewhere... Christine, feel free to tag Edgar anywhere re: action or voice!))

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[The king smiles openly, idly raking his hair back with his fingers before making sure his ponytail is hanging over his shoulder just right as he comes to a stop.]

I'm just glad I was fortunate enough to have familiar faces here to greet me. You're both well, I hope?

[At the sound of Edgar's voice, Locke turns and lets Terra have all the wibble time as possible before crossing his arms. It's good to see Edgar safe and sound—and it shows in the way that Locke's trying to hold back a beaming grin.]

Just got here? You sure took your sweet time.

[He's teasing, of course.]

[Terra just shakes her head.]

Locke....

[She knows it's just teasing, but her tone is a warning not to get too carried away.]

And yes, I'm fine. The people here have been very helpful. Do you know if Relm and Cyan were going to be here, too...?

[Edgar crosses his arms in turn, giving Locke a knowing smirk in reply.]

Well, I did urge the pilot to fly faster, but he didn't seem to take well to that suggestion, even when I offered to modify his engine. Talk about rude!

[His smile softens when he turns his attention back to Terra.]

I haven't heard much from either of them. Nothing from Relm at all, as a matter of fact.

[He feigns a scowl, reaching up to lightly stroke his chin.]

Which might be for the best... I don't need her outing me to new people as a dirty old man.

[The phrase "dirty old man" is one which Kain hears as he comes along, and he does not look too pleased about that. He gives an annoyed glare.]

Hello, Terra.

[Why yes, he's going toward Terra to take her hand and kiss her. Not to... rub it in or anything.]

[Edgar wordlessly raises an eyebrow at the new arrival, recognizing him as Terra's laconic and particularly possessive beau from the linkshell. He turns his attention to Terra instead.]

Perhaps more official introductions are in order. Edgar Figaro.

[He turns back to Kain and offers his hand to be shaken.]

King.

[Just so you know.]

Kain Highwind. Dragoon.

[He frowns for a moment, but then realizes that Terra is there which means... well, it means he has to make an effort to not be grumpy. If he can. So he grudgingly holds out his hand to shake.]

[Edgar's grip is stronger than his appearance lets on, and the handshake he gives is firm, one he often reserves to use with diplomats from other nations to subtly inform them that he is in no way a pushover. The same message applies here, he feels.]

So. You're our Terra's new beau.

[The look he gives Kain is subtly scrutinous, appraising.]

[Kain returns that with his own stern expression, his grip just as strong.]

Indeed. We met in a world far removed from this one.

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