[ Ashelia massages her forehead with her fingers. ] Santa Claus. Of course. [ Though, in all likelihood, those are just people dressed up as Santa Claus and not the real thing. She doesn't remember reading anything about the Santa Claus job existing here in the Empire. ]

[ She waves Kuja's concern away. ] I understand. You needn't worry overmuch. I simply mean there will be many battles to be fought. Facing down an army with a comrade at your back is better than the alternative.