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[clean_cuffs]

Hmm... I wasn't here the for when Discedo first had its acid rains. But like the wet season in the Giza Plains, the abundance of monsters increases.

I wonder if the initial rains were the effect of a common cause? Those gases were certainly unusually strong.

Discedo, you have this most unbecoming habit of presenting more questions than answers.

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[dynast_daughter]

I have gone beyond the point of asking how you manage to acquire such resources as lotion, but thank you, nonetheless. The itching has eased somewhat, though I will try it as you suggest.

As for answers, I fear we are fated to remain without.

[clean_cuffs]

A little trip to the clinic. They're in the middle of something over there, so no one will notice it gone for now. I doubt anyone over there particularly needs it anyway.

Unfortunate, that. Still, fortune is a fickle thing and known to change at any moment.

[dynast_daughter]

Mm... I imagine they will be busy for some time, all things considered.

I would say we are due a change more positive, but I know better.

[clean_cuffs]

Precisely.

We've been due a turn of tides a while now. Really, it's a bit tricky remaining optimistic in this place.

[dynast_daughter]

Even the weather is against us. If we are to be trapped inside, I will turn my attention to making water, as you suggest.

...The only optimism I have left lies within my drive to return to Dalmasca.

[clean_cuffs]

Well, the weather. That really wasn't ever in our favour was it? Sandstorms, thunderstorms, blizzards, heat, humidity, frigid cold, Mist explosions...

Indeed, though I'm not particularly fussed about which country as long as I get back to Ivalice.

[dynast_daughter]

We must have... wronged some manner of deity to be treated as such by the elements. And yes, I do remember your fair share of complaints during our journey.

Have you ever been grounded as long as this, Balthier? Since first taking to the air, of course.

[clean_cuffs]

If I recall correctly, that's exactly what we did. Well, eventually anyway.

And what's a journey without its fair share of complaints? As I remember, you weren't exactly happy on Mt. Bur Omisace.

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No, I haven't.

[dynast_daughter]

Not until after we were subjected to such ill treatment.

What did you expect? I am Dalmascan, and was unprepared, unsuitably attired, to venture into such unpleasant temperatures as that. It was... unpleasant.

It mustn't be easy.

[clean_cuffs]

Well, they certainly didn't make any case for themselves by dumping on us a mountain of misfortune.

The trek was certainly exhausting. We made it though, somehow. And without any extremities freezing off.

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As easy as it is for you to be from your people, I imagine.

[dynast_daughter]

So much for thinking we had scaled that mountain.

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I... perhaps. Yes.

[clean_cuffs]

Well, we certainly scaled something.

Thought as much.