"Sure thing, boss." And with little more than that, he's slouching off in the general direction of the ticket stand. It shouldn't take too long and it's not like he'll be far. Besides, he's well aware of the fact that Rufus can take care of himself if he has to.

A few moments later and a few gil lighter in the pocket, he's back, tickets in hand. Now the only thing left is to wait for the train itself.