Lloyd nodded unhappily. It wasn't something he was proud of, but having to fight Desians had made it necessary to sharpen his sword skills.

"Yeah. I just wish it didn't have to come to that." Unfortunately, it usually does, and he hasn't figured out a way to stop it. Moodily, he drops his gaze to the monkey bars they're standing on, not really seeing them at all. It's only for a moment, though, before he shakes his head, as though to shake the mood off. He didn't come out here to dwell on a problem he couldn't fix right now.

Glancing over at Ramza, he gestured at the ground before dropping down. There wasn't much point in staying up there right now. "So, how long have you been in this world?"