"It's endearing to know that you won't attempt to maul me, I'm certain. It puts you a step ahead of most fiends, and even then, the fact that you can talk to some degree brings you to the level of most rabble I encounter on a daily basis. It's a pleasure, Stitch," Balthier responded with the same sardonic tone that he applied to almost everything he said.

However, first and foremost, there was an impending battle to be fought in his homeland, and all the interesting characters he had encountered aside, Balthier needed to find his friends. A battle couldn't be won on one man's skill alone, after all, and Balthier wasn't nearly arrogant enough to assume himself above common sense.

"However, other, more important matters call, and unless you can manage to keep up," it was there that Balthier paused, a rogue-ish smirk sliding across his face, "then I do believe this is farewell, hmm?"

The next task on his list was to figure out a go word. This wasn't exactly the Strahl, but he had several ideas. "Let's go!" he said to the carpet.