Montblanc couldn't help but smile at Zidane's description of the Gaians. "Sounds a lot like Dalmasca, kupo," he commented. True, he'd heard the first rumors of Rabanastre's resistance just weeks after King Raminas's death, but it was only recently that he'd met anyone who'd actually been part of it. The people had, for the most part, just done their best to cut their losses and go on with their lives.

"Well, I may be a little biased in saying this, kupo, but there's really no place like Ivalice," he said proudly, changing gears a bit for himself. "I don't think I've been to a part of it I didn't like, to be honest, kupo. And with the war being over now, all the better, kupo," he added, half as an afterthought. He didn't know how much detail either of them wanted, though, and not having much interest in politics himself, he decided to leave that where it was for now.

Granted, Zidane's use of the past tense about his world hadn't escaped Montblanc's notice. "Out of curiosity, how long have you gentlemen been in town, kupo?" he asked.