Kid shot the man a big grin as she noticed him following her, quickening the pace once she could be sure he wouldn't just get lost - it was quite a way to Cid's shop, after all. She slipped through the throngs of people, casting occasional glances over her shoulder to be sure the old man was okay.

"So," Kid stated, eyes fixed ahead, "Where're you from, anyway? I don't recall anyone dressin' much like you in my world." Maybe Termina, but half the people who lived there were useless fops, in Kid's opinion. "I've heard there are all sorts o' folk here from other worlds. I haven't heard o' this happening since the time-split in mine." She wondered, vaguely, if that was what happened here.