(opps, updated last post)<br/><br/>Looking at her hand, he sighs in vexation, before smiling again, and says, "That is quite alright, one of my experiments went awry, trapping me inside the markings that you so helpfully removed, so my home is open to you and yours. What I would like, at the moment, is to know, is what war, and what year is it? I was trapped in the second year of the Blood Wars for the Midgar throne. I have no idea how long I was trapped inside my experiment."<br/><br/>He tries to shift his body into one that is almost completely identical to his previous form, but lacking the wings, and wearing a slightly old fashion tunic, black, of course, with a midnight black cloak around his shoulders, his steel gray eyes flashing in amusement.