Unlike Mjrn, Ramza still knew nothing regarding the world of Gaia. He had no idea what to expect once they traveled to the Lost Continent, but the sellsword was glad he brought a cloak in Figaro. While he had no need for the dark green cloak while visiting the desert kingdom, Ramza found himself thankful he brought it nonetheless. He told Mustadio that he would sure enough return to Figaro after this expedition, but he had yet to inform Agrias of anything. He needed to call the lionsguard knight soon, just to be sure that she was well. After being swept up within the conflicts of this realm, Ramza found himself with very little time to act freely.

Hurrying along, Ramza came to a slow halt once he spotted a long-eared woman nearby. The Viera looked terribly out of place in this drab setting, much like how Fran looked out of place aboard Balthier's Strahl. Figuring the woman to be a kin of Fran, Ramza did his best not to stare at her long ears. "I beg your pardon, miss." He said with a faint smile.

"Are you 'Mjrn'?"