"Not every-" before he could defend himself, Dagger was already off on another complaint, and Zidane frowned. Okay, what was going on?

He untangled himself from the part of the ship he was looking at and started down the gang-plank towards her. "Hey! I told someone. It was, uh..." He snapped his finger, trying to think of a name. "The guard. The one that won't shut up about being a writer. Uh. Laudo! He was supposed to go and tell you!"

"It's not like there was time for me to go hunt you down. She was in trouble!"