And what Luneth said was innocuous enough to not - immediately - trigger her suspicions, as she bent to pick up the poor moogle. "I thought I'd grown some but it tur- Wait, was that a comment about my weight?!"

Of course they would get set off. At least she hadn't thought he was talking about her chest.

But the moogle clinging to her prevented her from doing more than sticking her tongue out at him and saying "You're horrible" for now as she turned to go back to the makeshift campsite. Once there, after setting down the relieved moogle (who immediately moved to firmer footing), another one shoved her neglected communicator into her hands.

"Use this, kupo! Just listen to us, for real! This will help you talk with other people in the world and find more of your friends!"