"Nah, don't worry about it. Seriously, I'm here to help, especially offworlders trying to get acclimated." He looks around, trying to get his bearings. In the fog it's so hard, though...

"Night of the Thirteen Moogles... it's kind of like a harvest festival? Only not really, it's about this old moogle king that was really bad and he died on the thirty-first of October so you dress up in spooky costumes and stuff to scare his ghost away. Or something. It's all just like myths and stuff, like they tell to little kids. So it's mostly just an excuse to dress up in costumes!"