Kadaj was certainly one of those who would have found Rabanastre confusing to navigate without a guide. He looked to where Lea had indicated, and then nodded. "Thanks," he said, genuinely. The bike moved easily enough so long as he kept it moving, but he'd still be glad to be able to stop pushing.

He'd probably end up pushing it halfway out of the city again once it was fixed, he realised; Rabanastre's streets weren't designed for motorised traffic, being too narrow, too winding, and too full of pedestrians to be worth it. Probably better to leave at nightfall once the bike was fixed, then, rather than pushing it through the city in the heat of day when he could avoid it.

"I'd have been trying to find this place all night without you," he added. "I owe you."