[A familiar voice comes from somewhere down near Gladio's feet. It's Salmog, the eternally talkative Moogle...except when his partner is around. He has an iMog slate out, his claws rapidly texting multiple of his Moogle friends while he continues to speak up at the hulking human.]
It's a rough world out here, kupo...there are deals everywhere, but the real treasures are hard to spot, kupo. Of course, I've been keeping my eyes on this set of antique—
[And then he falls completely quiet, tucking his iMog slowly back into his bag. Salmog then slips into the crowd and vanishes. Seconds later, Dylas slithers up, a bag under his arm.]
E.
[A familiar voice comes from somewhere down near Gladio's feet. It's Salmog, the eternally talkative Moogle...except when his partner is around. He has an iMog slate out, his claws rapidly texting multiple of his Moogle friends while he continues to speak up at the hulking human.]
It's a rough world out here, kupo...there are deals everywhere, but the real treasures are hard to spot, kupo. Of course, I've been keeping my eyes on this set of antique—
[And then he falls completely quiet, tucking his iMog slowly back into his bag. Salmog then slips into the crowd and vanishes. Seconds later, Dylas slithers up, a bag under his arm.]
Oh. You're awake this time.