"Sad, ain't it?" Reno pulled out the knife again and buried it to the handle in the end of the costume's still smouldering snout. "Gonna have to go huntin' monsters sometime, back on Gaia. Ain't like there's a shortage of 'em runnin' around, anyhow. You can pretty much just wander around and beat 'em up wholesale, yo."

He tilted his head, poking at the hole in the costume where Ino's card at hit it.

"Sad thing about this guy is, instead of gil or good materia, the only shit he's gonna drop is cotton stuffing."