With a nod, Zack let his hand fall back to his side, the other remaining at his hip as he straightened a bit. ”Pleasure’s mine!” he replied with utmost confidence. This Larsa definitely seemed like a good kid, though maybe formal in speech. It was unusual for a kid so young to be so well-spoken— at least, from Zack’s experience. But he didn’t make an issue of it; everyone in Moogletown was from some other world, it seemed, which meant different upbringings, he was certain. ”So, what brings you hear?” the ex-SOLDIER asked, head cant in mild curiosity. ”If you even remember how you got here.” His grin turned a bit sheepish at the additional words, shifting from one booted foot to the other. ”Seems like not everyone’s even aware how they came here, huh?”
"Yes, I've made a note of that myself. Though this town is mysterious, I do remember my arrival-- though that was a mystery in itself." He brought a hand to his chin, frowning, "I was on my way to Bhujerba when my airship ended up here. My escort is wandering around somewhere, no doubt-- I decided to explore on my own." His frown turned, giving the slightest smile. "I have walked outside the borders of this town, ending up in Ivalice once again, but... I'm somewhat wary of this place, I'll admit. Perhaps it is a connection between 'worlds'?" He began to ponder on his own, almost forgetting the other was before him. After a few moments he shook his head, smiling at the elder once again, "It'd be rude of me not to ask how you got here. Please, do tell. I'm quite interested."
