"Starkin? Starkin! Who'd you got there?" a feminine voice called once they appeared from the forest. "A requesting member?" Layla waved from where the whole clan sat.

Kayi gazed at them. Layla was much younger now, and actually what most men would have called lovely. Beautiful, even, or maybe gorgeous. Her ears weren't gravity drooped for one thing, and her face was younger and unwrinkled. She hada body that could make a thousand men she knew swoon. Her sword was less scratched, polished, and even keener than when Kayi saw it before.

Dasmon was just as young and dashing as Starkin, only with rougher features and a more carefree face. He was actually good-looking, and a fascintating contrast to his older version. His Defender uniform was in crisp perfection, every seam and every plate of it gleaming in the sun.

Willy the Ninja's face was uncovered and he had taken off his shirt, which he was washing the bloodstains off of. He smiled and winked at her. Kayi knew that she could have fallen in love with him, had he been in her time.

There was a human that Kayi didn't reconize. He was a Hunter with a bite mark on his neck. His blue eyes gleamed from underneath the Hunter hat, and he smiled too, revealing fangs where his canines were supposed to be shorter.

The Moogle Gunner that was polishing his gun must be Peter, Lief's father. "Kupo, who do we have here?" Peter asked. His voice was cheerful and friendly and installed the feeling that you were among the friendliest friends in the universe.

Sonya had to be the viera that was halfway between the uniform of a Summoner and an Elementalist. She grinned too and waved. "How ya be?" she asked in a friendly manner.

Kayi liked them instantly. But at the same time, she was filled with wistfulness that they could not stay that way forever.

"Well, the little lady needsss to sssee Bruno. Why anyone would want to sssee the inssane Alchemist beatss me," Starkin said.

"You aren't interested in joining us, kupo? Okay!"Peter said, firing a few expiremental shots from his gun.

"Oh no, I'm not in the future- I'm in the past!" Kayi lamented to herself.

"What wass that you ssaid, Missssy?" Starkin asked.

"N-Nothing."

"Oh, well anywayss," Dasmon said, now sharpening his blade. "We got challenged to an engagement by Clan Fey.Thiss evening."

"Oh! That'ss great!" Starkin said, turning to Kayi. "Will you want to wait at a pub until Bruno comess?" he asked politely.

Kayi didn't want to. "Would you mind if I joined you in the fight?" Kayi asked. "I won't be a drag, and I don't need constant watch," she offered sweetly.

Layla thought for a while. "I don't mind. Anyone?"

"Sure, kupo!"

"Fine with me."

"Why not?"

"Sssure."

"Ya, okay!"

"Thiss evening, Clan Fey," Dasmon repeated. "They ssay we owe them a rematch ever ssinsse we kicked their asssesss."