Being dead is sort of like being in another world, in that it's still avoiding your responsibilities even if it's a very reasonable excuse to be doing so. Death is over with a lot faster, it has that in its favor.

"Well, if we have to go back to Kamurkia first, turning into a dragon's probably easier the more you do it... And it'll give us some time to look into all of this world transfer stuff ourselves. I can put up with being tossed around a bit more if it means getting more of a say in where we end up."

Double sigh. He's mostly thinking about Sephiroth and that whole set of circumstances, but also, he doesn't want to make a bunch of friends under intense circumstances and then not see them again?

"No, I didn't exactly come in with a bunch of luggage to unpack."

Popp does a spin to demonstrate the lack of extraneous items on him. He's actually carrying more than he normally would, on the grounds that being stranded in the snow with monsters crawling about has been a very real possibility up until this morning, but it still all fits in his pockets and in a small pack under his cloak.

"They're all pretty much the same thing, right, like rooms at an inn?"