Zidane actually wilted backwards a bit at the shaking phone and the tone in her voice, his tail dropping down to the ground and curling around his left ankle. "I..." He reached up to scratch the back of his head, trying to figure out what in the world he was going to say.

"I'm sorry. I don't...I've never had another phone, Dagger. The moogle in Treno gave me that yesterday, he had to teach me how to use it..."