"It's a good way of naming them. A Ruby Carbuncle named Ruby, or a Diamond Carbuncle named Diamond... It makes sense," she affirms. "But I made mine the wrong way, so I don't use gemstones for it."

Mark 85... It reminds her of her friends at the Ironworks, and she finds herself fiercely missing them.

"One of my friends was working on making a new and improved kettle... The last I recall he was on Mark XIV of the Thermocoil Boilmaster." It's a fond memory, and it shows on her face. "Meanwhile Cid named the magitek armour he repurposed 'Maggie'. She saved a lot of lives."

Another fond memory. Era feels bad for having to push the poor machine so hard.

"His latest machine is a flying warmachina he calls the G-Warrior. I don't know how he managed to fix up that ancient Allag technology, but he did, and it was a joy to pilot..."

The circumstances she had to pilot it in were much less joyous, but Era has ever been fond of piloting machinery.

"What did your assistant assist you with?"

His query to her health causes her to pause briefly, quietly cataloguing how she feels before answering.

"As well as can be expected, I suppose," Era shrugs. "Well enough to leave with little risk of fainting."