Reeve: Look at your architect, then back at me. Then back at your architect, then back at me. Sadly, he isn't me, but if he switched to saving the world in a sweet blue suit, he could pretend that he's me.
Look down, now back up. Where are you? You're on an airship with the architect your architect could be like. What's in my hand? Back up. It's the controls to that robot you love. Look again. The controls are now materia!
I'm on a moogle. [victory fanfare]
Al: Not only do I cook, clean, do well with children and animals and break the laws of physics, but you can hide inside me when you need a break from life!
Jecht: Do you enjoy brutish oafs who emotionally abuse their children and abandon their wives to go on homoerotic adventures with people he's never met? Does the idea of a boastful brainless bore who makes up moves turn you on? Look no further!
2 sincere ones and a troll :|
Look down, now back up. Where are you? You're on an airship with the architect your architect could be like. What's in my hand? Back up. It's the controls to that robot you love. Look again. The controls are now materia!
I'm on a moogle. [victory fanfare]
Al: Not only do I cook, clean, do well with children and animals and break the laws of physics, but you can hide inside me when you need a break from life!
Jecht: Do you enjoy brutish oafs who emotionally abuse their children and abandon their wives to go on homoerotic adventures with people he's never met? Does the idea of a boastful brainless bore who makes up moves turn you on? Look no further!