While Delita was mesmerized by the constant flow of airships, the truth of the matter was he felt more comfortable in the familiar surroundings of the chocobo. Not only was he skilled in riding, it was equally important to him that he need depend on none but himself.

Following more lighthearted small talk and colorful blushing by the himself, Delita spied the familiar descent towards the water and forest. Motioning that the forest of choice was around the next bend, he slowed so as to watch Refia's reaction. It was not often that he was able to share life's small joys, let alone with a woman such as her.