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"Soooo. Who aren't you visiting in there?"

Sir Auron peered at the Al Bhed jiggling on the balustrade of the steps leading up to Guadosalam's Farplane observation deck. "Excuse me?"

"'I do not belong there'...oooOOOooo," Rikku quoted, imitating his gruff tones and wiggling her hands dramatically. "I guess you pissed off someone real bad, huh?"

He stared at her. "No."

"No wonder you won't go in there. I can just see it. You don't talk. They don't talk. Booooring." She propped her chin on her hand, staring back. "Are you sure don't have an honorary Farplane membership or something?"

Auron smirked.