Dolls... [ She's briefly reminded of the mission into the magitek research facility. The headless wax figures of people from their homes...someone had put them there. ]

Someone is playing with us. Someone who knows...everything about us. About our homes. Maybe we were even hand-picked this go around... [ She scoffs. ] Did you speak with the shopkeep? We need information on the supplier. We need a trail to follow.

[ She fishes out her iMog and hands it over to Kuja. Be my guest. I've yet to make headway into this private mogmail. [ She crosses her arms. ] There will come a time when we will all need to stand together. I should be glad to count you among my comrades.