"A truly natural pilot you are then, and a woman after my own heart," he smiled and swept her around the dance floor with ease. She was quite the delight to dance with, and moreso to talk with. Their common ground just so happened to be something he was very glad to talk about.

Balthier gave a smile and was now willing to mention his own wings. "The Strahl was my ship. A prototype with speed and power entirely unmatched in all Ivalice. I indeed miss her dearly, as though she were a part of me." His face almost, almost, looked sullen for a split second but he managed to smile it away.