Date: 2010-03-05 02:40 am (UTC)
Snow smiled at Gabranth's tone of voice, nodding softly and following along beside the two men as they made their way through the hustle and bustle. He too was curious as to why a man like Citan, that is to say a man who appeared scholarly and peaceful, would require such a fine weapon. He understood the desire to protect oneself, but people who weren't looking for trouble usually used easily disguised weapons such as daggers, or weighted gloves, so as to not make targets of themselves. As it was, a young man seeking a taste of blood in a duel might make it Citan's business to provide.

He took stock of what he would be able to find in the marketplace as they went, waving to people he knew while listening to the others speak. Snow didn't have anything to say at the moment, and was content to listen, especially since Citan was an outsider to the city. Snow wasn't from Rabanastre either, hell, he wasn't even from Dalmasca. He hailed from Bikanel Island, where all Al Bhed came from, and even though he knew it wasn't his origin, now, he still thought of them as his family.

Speaking of which, he certainly should check in and inform them of the change in his status.. He wasn't leaving Dalmasca, but he wasn't wedding it's Queen either. They would expect word from him..
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