"Perhaps to spare you worry. Still, I hope things go better for you in your timeline."

He listened now, more intently. Either Gabranth had lost his mind which, all things considered, was a great possibility, or this was something that had actually happened. Considering Balthier was now trying to make himself at home on the back of a giant turtle with his soul stuck in an admittedly rather fantastic looking ring, he was inclined to believe the latter. He doubted Gabranth was lying, at least. He knew the man didn't have the imagination.

"I don't need to tell you just what this Uaine Cridhe reminds me of. Have you suffered any unusual side effects from its presence? ....Aside from being dragged to another world."