Chachanji nodded eagerly at Warren, puffing up his wee chest proudly before speaking. "Aye, I had slated most'a this day ta gettin' better wit me sword. So I'd be happy fer any halp ye can give."
As the three conversed, Gran had gone back to his posturing in front of Victory. The baby behemoth was making quite a wide manner of snorts and snuffles, daring the chocobo to come at him. He rose up in a few mock charges and pawed at the ground a few times for added emphasis. Whether he was actually looking for a fight or just wanting to play was hard to tell, but little Gran seemed excited about it nonetheless.
"Ah, err... ya heard that, didya?" Chacha commented sheepishly, only turning his head enough to get eyes on Xavarian again. The chuckle that followed was a melancholy one. "Heh heh... 'm sorry. Me brother was always inta th' readin' 'n bookmagics 'n stuff. All th' stuff yer talkin' about jus' reminded me o' him a wee bit. I'm sure 'e woulda loved ta meetcha, coulda talked smart-stuffs wit ya fer days."
Putting a lighter spin on the matter seemed to brighten the Lalafell's mood a bit. He turned more fully to the Duskwight, either unaware that the various element-tuned aether flitting around him was odd or - quite possibly - not caring overly much. As the Elezen spoke of aetherial potency and manipulation, Chachanji just smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, Gogo would'a loved you." He had no clue what Xavarian was even talking about, but he was quite certain it would be right up Gogonji's alley. He followed this up with a corrective waggle of his finger as he continued. "Anyroad, ya still know more about th' conjoory than I do, so any bit'll halp! 'Specially if'n it can protect people."
As the three conversed, Gran had gone back to his posturing in front of Victory. The baby behemoth was making quite a wide manner of snorts and snuffles, daring the chocobo to come at him. He rose up in a few mock charges and pawed at the ground a few times for added emphasis. Whether he was actually looking for a fight or just wanting to play was hard to tell, but little Gran seemed excited about it nonetheless.
"Ah, err... ya heard that, didya?" Chacha commented sheepishly, only turning his head enough to get eyes on Xavarian again. The chuckle that followed was a melancholy one. "Heh heh... 'm sorry. Me brother was always inta th' readin' 'n bookmagics 'n stuff. All th' stuff yer talkin' about jus' reminded me o' him a wee bit. I'm sure 'e woulda loved ta meetcha, coulda talked smart-stuffs wit ya fer days."
Putting a lighter spin on the matter seemed to brighten the Lalafell's mood a bit. He turned more fully to the Duskwight, either unaware that the various element-tuned aether flitting around him was odd or - quite possibly - not caring overly much. As the Elezen spoke of aetherial potency and manipulation, Chachanji just smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, Gogo would'a loved you." He had no clue what Xavarian was even talking about, but he was quite certain it would be right up Gogonji's alley. He followed this up with a corrective waggle of his finger as he continued. "Anyroad, ya still know more about th' conjoory than I do, so any bit'll halp! 'Specially if'n it can protect people."
