At the very least, this was the last group to which Ignis was going to have to give this news. Some of the others had reacted less than favourably, still others had failed to care. It had offended some, and intrigued more. He just hoped this wouldn't be another situation where it would cause offence.

"Due to our trade agreements with the Jyllandi Union," he began, "Lucis requires all individuals within its borders who bear a mist mutation to wear an identity tag. Unfortunately this will include yourselves." He looked at Saix, with his pointed ears. Such a small physical difference, and yet it would necessitate the distasteful rigmarole of marking him out. "Particularly as yours is a visible mutation."