"Of course you wouldn't, and when his plans follow through and he becomes the monster he is destined to be I would rather you not get in my line of aim when I shoot the fool down where he stands," Balthier replied sharply, irritated at the very idea the Cid would choose to be closer with Vayne.

Shaking his head, the youngest Bunansa seated himself on a nearby bench, sighing slowly. "I tire of this bickering. I did not fly all this way to simply argue with you. I can do that over a call."

Crossing his arms again, he stretched his legs out, crossing them at the ankles. "Do as you please concerning Vayne Solidor. You always have."