“He likes shiny things.” Fran said.
“Whu--?” Vaan had to do a double-take.
“Balthier,” Fran licked a finger and turned the page of the book she was reading, eyes never leaving the print, “he likes shiny things.”
Well, it kind of stood to reason that Balthier liked shiny things. Most pirates-sky or otherwise-do.
Still, the comment had been
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