"So what you're sayin' is they're all like this," he grumbled back. Some people'd say that Gold had both qualities himself. The latter more than the former. But still, it shouldn't be too hard to handle. After all...

"I've dealt with all kinds of kids growin' up. She ain't gonna be a problem." The meteor stuff'll come as it comes. Same with her getting huge, like damn. Gold watches Aibo keep Chobo busy with the snow and surprises the chick with a head scratch, grinning when she squawks. "She's just got a lotta spunk! As long as she gets along with my partners, she'll be right at home."

The Chocobo isn't exactly happy about being treated like a fluffball, but she grudgingly takes the scratches. It feels nice. Don't worry, Ramza, Gold's a surprisingly good parent. Even if his delinquent nature tends to rub off on them.