Braska had just recovered from being knocked in the head by... something, when he heard a voice behind him. However, as he spun around to see who had called his name--most likely Rikku, due to the inclusion of the word "uncle"--he encountered no one.

Had he simply been hearing things? She'd sounded so close, though... One plus one suddenly equaling two as he remembered being struck in the head, he took his headdress off, checking the back. Braska was consequently rendered speechless.

She... She... shrunk! he thought to himself incredulously. Was this really Rikku? She looked like she did in the picture he'd seen on the journals, but it was impossible for the Rikku he knew to be the size she was now. Was he happy to see her? Of course he was! She was his niece! But... "I don't... understand."