Cloud watched Scarlet emerge first and then Reno climbed down from the Prod Clod. It appeared that they had both survived the trip at least, and they weren't yelling at each other. That was helpful, he thought. He wasn't certain what he would have done if Reno had done a Turk-job on Scarlet and tried to dump the body. At least it wouldn't be him killing her this time.

Dismounting Fenrir, he looked up at the long stone path that would lead them to the city proper. That was quite the walk, but he doubted that they wanted individuals in large machines roaring up there. He also wasn't certain if they would allow a machine like the Prod Clod up there, given the size and weapons on the large beast of a machine.

He reached down and popped the sword-storage compartment in his motorcycle and picked out the base sword. He slung it back into the leather sheathe against his back and allowed its weight to settle comfortably. He doubted that he would need the entire First Tsurugi, so he left the remaining swords in their respective compartments and tucked them away again.

Glancing to Scarlet, he gestured with his chin towards the city. "Looks like they prefer airships to ground travel."