Lindblum, huh? Some other place that didn't sound familiar to him. Still didn't make sense to him how this could be some whole different world with unfamiliar places, yet Dollet and Galbadia Garden were here. Had Ultimecia done something after all? Last he remembered, things were looking normal, back when he'd been fishing with his posse. Maybe she managed to fuck with one little ripple in time and it screwed everything up?

Hell if he knew. That stuff was over his head. All he knew was he'd simply been a pawn in the minor parts of the overall scheme.

Anyway.

She was asking him about Hyperion, was she? Well, if there was anything that he didn't mind bragging talking about with people &mdash anybody, really, it really didn't matter — it was certainly that. "This? I got it back where I came from. Limited edition gunblade model. Hyperion." He displayed it with pride similar to that of a father showing off his firstborn child.

Of course, he had to issue a warning: "Don't touch it."