[ Huh. This guy looked like a bumbling idiot... a total airhead... but he was surprisingly well-prepared. To have a weapon like that must mean the guy was a military man. Really? This guy in the military? Maybe he was wrong (an impossibility, he thought to himself), but Seifer wasn't sure Laguna would be able to last three days out in the field. Not unless deep down Laguna was housing some killer instincts. Maybe the guy was just a survivalist? That seemed more believable. ]

You've actually heard of a gunblade before?

[ That was a first. Aside from Squall, Seifer found himself needing to explain what the hell it was. Apparently people couldn't put "gun" and "blade" together in their heads to get the obvious result. ]

It's a pretty impractical weapon unless you know how to use it properly. Recoil's terrible, right?

[ He'd mentioned a dragon again. A ruby dragon? Ugh. Why was he letting these boyish fantasies try and come true? In case he'd forgotten, he'd been stuck in this world for five months. Why in the hell would his childhood hero just plop down in front of him? Besides, shouldn't his hero be more... refined? ]

Hey! I know!

[ Seifer's glare to Impmon was immediate. ]

Since you're new, why don't we take you back to the city so you don't get lost?

[ YOU DUMBASS PIXIE. ]