Kefka shrugged. "Who's going to show off to people they barely know? You never know when someone's going to... steal your secrets away." He paused a moment, continuing with a more lighthearted tone. "But that seems to be only a small risk anymore. No one really seems to be very interested in any of us. Despite all the rude people, you could say it's a blessing!"

"The simple sort. A little fire, a little ice, a little thunder, just the basics," he sang, punctuating each element with a small display--a tiny flame hovering above his finger, a small icicle that fell to the ground and shattered, and a brief spark. "Nothing I'm sure someone like you hasn't seen before."