Felih is absolutely exhausted. He is drained, tired, worn-down, and he flops down at the edge of the pond where Y'mhitra often can be found in Gridania. A rather large ruby carbuncle saunters along after him, before flopping down atop its summoner. Apparently, both of them are tired.
"Y'mhitra. Mhitra, please- please explain to me, why the Allagans were such giant assholes. I am so tired of dealing with their nonsense every single time I have to go back into an Allagan lab," he says. "I just got back from another venture into Azys La- one of the labs made a simulated replica of me and made me fight it! I had to literally fight myself!"
He's so tired, Mhitra, listen to his whining, poor poor baby. No not really. He's just an attention hog.
The carbuncle whines too, but at least he's much cuter about it.
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"Y'mhitra. Mhitra, please- please explain to me, why the Allagans were such giant assholes. I am so tired of dealing with their nonsense every single time I have to go back into an Allagan lab," he says. "I just got back from another venture into Azys La- one of the labs made a simulated replica of me and made me fight it! I had to literally fight myself!"
He's so tired, Mhitra, listen to his whining, poor poor baby.
No not really. He's just an attention hog.The carbuncle whines too, but at least he's much cuter about it.