Fay took a step back as the second grenade went off, a frown creasing his features. He'd grown accustom to various types of guns in is travels, though those were not part of his world, but these were entirely unfamiliar. Very destructive little things.

The man was unpredictable, and violent, two things that didn't pair well, and it made him nervous to know he was in the same world as his brother.

He moved to shrink back, return to his twin before this mad man took notice of him when a face caught his among the crowd. Ethereal and all that he remembered from his few scraps of her, long golden hair styled much like he had created Chii. She was dressed in the familiar winter garb of Valeria Country, a circlet crown on her forehead, and her eyes locked briefly with his as she walked through the path of destruction.

He stared at her with a disbelieving expression, and his feet moved forwards of their own accord.