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[Materia's mouth fell open, and her fingers curled around the paper. Part of her wanted to toss it back at him, to tell him that she didn't need charity, but...most of her really, really wanted a chance to ride, even if it was just a temporary thing. Glancing back at the chocobo, she lifted her free hand and was startled when the bird nudged her head up against her palm, looking rather pleased with herself. Darn it...

Well, it was Night's job to get people to buy the birds, right? So this was just kind of a...test drive. Anyway, he totally owed her for scaring the daylights out of her by disappearing like that, and...well...

Darn it, why did he have to be so nice lately? Materia shoved the ticket in her pocket and shut her mouth, giving Night a sheepish smile.]

Thanks. I, um...thanks. Does she...does she have a name?