“Us neither. Well, not in the present day. I’ve seen some evidence of it in ruins, but not like this. Same concept, however.”

Cid chuckles as the other man catches him. He does not move off of his lap.

“I know a handsome mug when I see it, and I’m not afraid to say it,” he says with a tilt to his head. “Two months… Poor sod. Barely had a chance to get your bearings before all that other mess, eh? Well. I’ve been about for a while longer than you. …I don’t know everything, of course, but I know some folks, and I’ve seen how this place works.”

Cid taps Vander on the chest with a couple knuckles. This guy is just really handsy, apparently.

“Name’s Cid. And yourself, handsome?”