[ Hilda Goneril. The name doesn't ring much of a bell. Perhaps here or there on those messages sent by their minds he had seen it, but Thancred's quite certain they haven't had a direct interaction before now.

When she implies that Reno is from Etheirys alongside him and Himeka, Thancred huffs out a half-laugh as he raises an incredulous brow. ] Himeka, yes. Reno, no. I believe he's from a world called Gaia, although there are some similarities between our stars. [ There were also plenty of differences. The building that had made up Reno's domain had resembled those in Amaurot far more than anything that could be found in Eorzea.

Either way, it's clear that Hilda is from somewhere else entirely, and any connection between her and Reno was formed here.

Before Thancred can explain any further, he sees Mogwry's wings flap at what might be called an alarming rate. If the furry little bastard thinks he can do any sort of damage, he has another thing coming, and yet Hilda snatches him out of the air before much more can happen. Watching Hilda bully the moogle after she accused Thancred of doing so is quite amusing, to be honest, and he takes a moment to just watch. The moogle's wiggling body and cries of protest, Hilda's high-pitched tone, it all makes for quite the first impression. ]

Just what was your plan, exactly? [ The question is directed to Mogwry with a slow shake of his head. ] If you're so dedicated to improving your Triple Triad game, I might be willing to tutor you. For the right price.

[ Does he actually have a price in mind? No. But he has to give the fuzzy shite a hard time. ]