Ibakha fixes him with a withering stare. Everything he says, his enthusiasm, his requests, are all forgotten, pushed aside, as Ibakha focuses like a laser on one point.
"If you wish to wander, then why don't you?" Her voice is... almost accusatory. "The world is far wider than Eorzea."
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"If you wish to wander, then why don't you?" Her voice is... almost accusatory. "The world is far wider than Eorzea."