Far from being upset by the hair mussing, Diarmuid actually seems to enjoy it, pushing his head up into Zack's hand rather like a cat might, "Don't worry! I will take good care of them. That is why I got the pouch. So I don't forget or lose them!"

He pauses to put the card and the key back into his pouch before looking at Zack again, "The city is big! We can only go into parts of it right now. Other places make you sick if you go into them. One day I adventured all the way over to the Third District all by myself. It took me most of the day, but I walk slow. My legs are little!" It's probably the most unnecessary gesture ever, but Diarmuid points down at his legs, "Little legs take little steps!"