If Setzer had been a man inclined to believe in destiny, he would have claimed that he'd simply known that he should be at the Vanaheim gate around midday. As it was, it simply luck that brought him to that area. Well, luck and the urge to go a-wandering. As a result, coming across a rather familiar face in the crowd was a rather unexpected surprise. Perhaps things were taking a turn for the better after all. One more Returner was one more card in the hard that would one day be enough to force Kefka to drop out of the game for good.

"You look like you could use a hand," he commented, a slight smile on his face. And possibly also a towel or two, although he wasn't about to mention it just yet.