Dias glanced over at Yuna. "I think that's as good a place as any to go," he said with a slight shrug. "And if it's someone you know...that's a good sign. Maybe we're not the only people from our respective worlds to be pulled into this place - and maybe your friend will know more about it."
He glanced down at his journal, which he'd been checking sporadically; as it turned out, it seemed people could read the entries he'd been making into it, but far more interesting was the discovery that Dias could read THEIRS...of course, the discovery had come at the price of his finding out that there was, indeed, something wrong in this city. Granted, this meant that all his instincts had been correct, but there were some things he would prefer being wrong about. "In any case, I don't think splitting up would be a good idea. From what I've been hearing from other people using these...machines..." He lifted his own journal to illustrate what he meant. "...there have been some mysterious disappearances recently. Not to mention kidnappings."
To be honest, such occurrences were GOOD things for Dias, at least as far as being a mercenary was concerned. Mercenaries made their living taking care of problems like these, and Dias had become especially good at it. Obviously it was a shame that such problems existed at all, but that didn't change the fact that Dias' livelihood relied on them. But he didn't like to think of what such things could mean for Alphonse and Yuna, whom he'd developed a sort of vague affection for already.
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He glanced down at his journal, which he'd been checking sporadically; as it turned out, it seemed people could read the entries he'd been making into it, but far more interesting was the discovery that Dias could read THEIRS...of course, the discovery had come at the price of his finding out that there was, indeed, something wrong in this city. Granted, this meant that all his instincts had been correct, but there were some things he would prefer being wrong about. "In any case, I don't think splitting up would be a good idea. From what I've been hearing from other people using these...machines..." He lifted his own journal to illustrate what he meant. "...there have been some mysterious disappearances recently. Not to mention kidnappings."
To be honest, such occurrences were GOOD things for Dias, at least as far as being a mercenary was concerned. Mercenaries made their living taking care of problems like these, and Dias had become especially good at it. Obviously it was a shame that such problems existed at all, but that didn't change the fact that Dias' livelihood relied on them. But he didn't like to think of what such things could mean for Alphonse and Yuna, whom he'd developed a sort of vague affection for already.