[The linkshell shows Edgar doing his best to appear suave and composed, despite the fact that there's a pale blue dragonet determinedly attempting to preen his hair. He chuckles and playfully swats her away, but she only bumps against his hand with her nose and lets out a happy sort of crooning sound.]

I suppose it's fortunate that I've never settled on a singular ladyfriend, or else I suspect Adelind here would be terribly jealous.

Does anyone have need of an engineer? In the wake of recent events, I feel I must find a practical occupation or else I just might go mad.

[Not to mention he's starting to feel like a third wheel, among other things.]

I'd like to make myself useful, and I may as well play to my strengths.

[Action: Later, he'll seek out Kain, with Adelind flitting along behind him.]

Kain. You and I are overdue for a private discussion.

[Aerith is in her usual Troia, seated beside the water and looking uncharacteristically worried, without a trace of her usual optimism. Her expression is almost pained, and she nervously tucks a stray lock of hair behind her ear.]

Has anyone heard from Zack lately?

[She's almost ashamed to admit it, but...]

I haven't seen him since before the fever broke out. It's been awhile since then, I know. It's not unusual for him to run off now and then and throw himself headfirst into some kind of thrilling heroics, but it's been too long. Even with all the recent commotion, I feel like I should have heard something by now.