"It might be that the Tag rule gets stopped in Niflheim and Lucis at some point," Tyki said, optimistically. "Since we both refused to join their Union, it might stop being necessary to obey their rules."

Might. There were enough people in Niflheim that liked the idea of tags that it would be difficult to pull the idea off the table, especially since it had been in use for longer than the enmity between the Union and Empire had been going on. Lucis, on the other hand, had only adopted it after dropping their isolationist policies, but if Tyki remembered right, them adopting the Tag law had been one of the conditions of an alliance with the Union in the first place.

He wouldn't mind having to wear a tag again all that much. He still required another form of ID to point out his Kekkei Genkai, since going about grey and looking like a Tag, while being unmarked, was a good way to end up dragged to a police station having your information run through a system. Maybe it would be easier. Besides, Tags weren't all bad. Sometimes a touch of something exotic made things more fun.

He finished his cigarette and flicked it away, closing the door behind him and moving back into the kitchen proper.

"It would be nice if we could have Licenses instead," he said. "Other than for having to travel down here, I mean."