"Do you know why people would have no knowledge of this happening and why it wouldn't appear the city was a flaming mess?"

"No."

"Is there anything else I shouldn't be mentioning here, and a particular reason why not?"

"You seem to have exhausted the list."

"… Oh, huh, okay. I would've expected at least one more."

Pause. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"– So yes, the city was a rather nice place apart from the vaguely sinister feeling of something-must-be-going-on-here, and they had technology for sale!"

"...and what was the one more thing?"

"– Can I, uh, get to that later? Maybe?"

"No."

"… Everyone and everything there was magic."

"...meaning?"

"Meaning I couldn't actually change any of them? I tried going to a hospital for some pay, couldn't heal anyone, got money by making drugs."

"—can you change him?" he asks, pointing at Tidus.

"H-hey!"

"Do you mind if you get a quick blue dot?" asks Theo, very politely.

"—sure?"

Dot! (Or not?)

Nope.

"… You seem to be magic too. Which I don't think is just breathing water for Blitzball."

He blinks slowly. And looks at Auron.

"Fiends are magical, yes?"

"… Yes?"

"And so, presumably, are unsent."

"Whoa, wait, old guy, I'm not—dead."