It's a blimp [rory]

Rory was feeling rather drunk on happiness lately. With his mother home he could finally rest easily knowing she was safe and sound. She'd even managed to bring Miach home and he was pleased about that as well. She hadn't had any luck finding Kane, but his cousin was an adult now and could figure things out on his own. If he wanted to come home he would and Rory had managed to convince Faite of that much. He didn't want to see his mother run off on any more suicide missions out of some unnecessary responsibility to find her missing family. She was needed more at home right now - especially since he wasn't sure how to handle all the things life had been throwing at him lately.

His morning patrol was long since over with and the young male found himself at a loss of what to do with himself. There were many options laid out before him. He could always go find Faite or Frostbite for a training session or he could always go bug Zell. His father would have been more than happy to give him tips in fighting. Of course he could always relax for a bit and find Kairi. His twin would be up for an adventure he was sure.

Instead he didn't decide on any of those things as Jewell's scent caught his attention. He hadn't missed the differences in it and he certainly had noticed how fat she was getting, but he was pretty sure it wasn't from eating. Curiosity got the better of him and the male trailed after her for a while. Finally he caught up to her as she was taking down some strange contraption she had set up and he studied her curiously for a moment.

"Hey Jewell, what are you doing?"

"Speech"