Saix turned his head ever so slightly, listening into the conversation with little more than a perked ear and a glance. Fang was strange; very, very strange, and in different ways to himself and Lea.

Sometimes, Saix still wondered if she was a Ryoka who'd been here for a while but hadn't encountered the big population centres to get the education he and the Order had received. They had gravitated to them, he remembered, but they'd also been separated on their arrival, and had searched for each other. Everyone had descended on Rabanastre, in the end, because it was frequented by the kind of slightly shady but not necessarily outright villainous people that the various members of the former Organization had come into contact with.

Luxord had fallen in with gamblers and sky pirates, Saix remembered. Xigbar had attached himself to the most powerful people in his immediate vicinity. Larxene had found someone best described as her ideal match.

Lea had come to them the long way around, venturing to Rabanastre precisely because it was a good starting point if you were looking for someone due to being one of the trade and travel hubs on the continent.

What if they hadn't met those people that had reunited them? Would they have been able to make their way living in the wilderness, as Fang evidently had? Would they come to know a lot about the flora and fauna of this world, and little about the culture?

Or was Fang something else?

Saix couldn't truthfully tell, and he listened intently, but without giving away that he was paying so much attention.