[ Once clear of the water, Dion dismounted, giving the chocobo a pat. It did well for a wild bird, drenching aside. He couldn't have expected more or better really.

As for the box, he spared it a speculative look. ]

Some of them appear to be, from what I've observed. Others seem to hold no ties to any particular individual or world.

[ How curious, to speak so casually of other worlds. Were it not for his time in Aphaia, Dion may well have doubted the veracity of what they had been told. This place could have been some peculiar, foreign land. What he saw in Aphaia, though, was surely impossible in his own world.

In any case, he didn't tarry in offering her the box. ]

There is but one way of knowing.