Gabranth's words seemed quite meaningful to the young Al Bhed man, but at the same time, he found it hard to care what anyone else working under Chaos was planning to do. His own motivation may have been lacking in any discernible goal, but that just meant he would have less to distract him from the fighting, which is all he had become good at over the last thousand years (even though his machina-building skills had remained thankfully intact as well). With the armored man gone, he was happy to return to silently tinkering with his rebroken device until the sorceress with the big hair and the cleavage came back, grinning a bit under his hood as she mentioned his creation. "Oh yeah, he's going to go find that man in the coat and kill him. We can't have people snooping around our base, can we?" the blonde replied with a cruel chuckle, roughly snapping a bit of metal into place on his device. "He's a special model, too. Let's just say he won't arrive alone." He may have ended up upsetting Chaos if he started the war before the dark god was ready, but as far as he was concerned, waiting around just meant the "good" guys had more time to prepare, so he should strike as soon as he was able.