I know what you mean, about missing people you haven't known long. About being a part of something. About community. I was... estranged from my people for a long time. Until just before these guys took me in.

[He hadn't belonged, and the way he'd come to belong again wasn't exactly the easiest thing to deal with. Which was part of why he cared for the last world so much. He'd belonged.

For now he sighs and leans against Balthier, the projection fading.]

Still wanna see the dress?