[Shortly after skimming through the moogles' newspaper, Rydia opens the linkshell and rolls her eyes.]

I suppose I should be flattered that the moogles have such an interest in what happens in the privacy of my own house. Still, I have a feeling this is going to get old fast. Don't they have more important things to be doing? You know, such as anything ever?

...I don't suppose anyone can confirm that part about those new students in Fabul, or is that also complete nonsense?

[Afterward, Rydia can be seen around Mist. She's checking on townspeople, visiting her mother's grave, and maybe searching for a couple of people who she owes her thanks.

Later on, she'll visit Baron Castle just to check on Ceodore. He's had her worried.]

[The linkshell shows a rather irate-looking Balthier, holding up a copy of the moogles' newspaper.]

Is it entirely necessary to go about besmirching the reputations of young ladies? I hope there are none who believe this nonsense. By the by, moogles, you may want to take care to deliver your paper on Sundays, or else change the name. Seems a bit silly, otherwise.

[The video beings with multiple phoenix downs smacking into Kain's helmet. He shouts something angrily, then returns to his message. Many Things need to be addressed.]

I am not a zombie. To be mistaken for a mindless abomination...

[He fought plenty of the things up on Mount Ordeals. They really are as pathetic as manikins to him.]

Nor have I killed anyone- I don't know why those people disappeared. [He's afraid of his Dark Self doing such things, but at least he always remembers what that self does. So he couldn't have done anything. Some comfort.] I have no connection to the dream, either.

[That's everything he wants to address publicly. Kain closes the linkshell and heads off for a failed first attempt to train- he has to strengthen himself fast if he wants to see about those dragons. He's also upset about something else, but he'll keep that to himself for now. Of course, pushing himself too fast probably won't help...]