He closes the distance between himself and the moogle as quick as he can. He kneels down with his spear at his side. “Do you need me to get you to a healer? I told you. All we want to do is just have a talk. We are not here to hurt anyone. But they don’t stick around long enough to listen to that request. That was all we were doing.”

We’ll be back. No. He will try to get some measure of peace now.