All the others were making their way to the various spots around town, and since Sifen was new to Kilika, he tagged along with most of the group headed to the temple. Before reaching the door, however, a sign caught his eye. "Studio for rent, Fully stocked with tools of all kinds as well as metal supplies." He was drawn to it like a fly to light. 

He made his way across the streets and got close to the sign and could see into the studio. It had everything Sifen ever wanted and only... 10,000 Gil an hour. And he'd need about 12 hours work time to make his side project and fix that chair. Speaking of, a nearby cry of someone yelling "DEMON" brought Sifen's attention to the girl behind him, but between them stood a man, obviously an Al Bhed, and ready to do business with sifen. "Hello, am owner of shop, you want rent for hour?" The man said in a very bastardized attempt at the common language. Sifen sighed a sigh of relief. Haggling was much easier when you could be friendly with someone. Sifen waved the man's words aside and spoke in fluent Al Bhed. "E fuimt muja du nahd ed vun dra hekrd, yldiymmo. Pid oui caa, E's vyn vnus rusa yht tuh'd ryja dra suhao vun dryd. Frana eh Pegyham tu oui ryem vnus?"

The owner of the shop smiled. "Puo oui tuh'd muug mega yh Ym Prat, frana't oui maynh uin myhkiyka yht fedr cilr y... banvald yllahd? Oui cuiht mega oui'ja mejat eh Pegyham ouin fruma meva!" The man chuckled. He was happy and far more comfortable now, just as Sifen had hoped. But a look of shock crossed his face as he saw Sifen's missing arm and he frowned a bit. Sifen saw a soft spot and went for it.

"YMsucd, E mejat drana ymuha cehla E fyc 9, eh yht uid uv dra tacand yht , yht E caa oui'ja hudelat so ir,  fuiht. Ed'c hudrehk dryd cusa kuut umt vycreuhat Ym Prat sylrehy luimth'd veq. E zicd haat du veht cusafrana E lyh yvvunt E kiacc. Tu oui ghuf yhofrana?" He smirked. The shopkeeper did as well as he brought Sifen in for a hug. The man was large, almost matching up with the warriors in his new little group. He released Sifen and shook a finger at him. He saw his guns and armor and looked at the fine Al Bhed craftsmanship despite the low quality materials he had used for them.

"Ur hu hu hu! Dryd bnela ec vun uidcetanc. Yhouha cilr yc ic fedr dra dnia ihtancdyhtehkc uv sylrehy kad ed vun, cyo, y xiyndan uv dra bnela. E fuimt mad oui ryja ed vnaa pid E haat du bid vuut uh dra dypma. Cuiht kuut?" And Sifen nodded. He had done it, all he needed now was to confront the group and grab Nai's chair. Surely she could walk for a night right? The two shook on the deal and he promised the man to be back soon before saying a quick goodbye. He hurried back to the temple and on the way passed a hotel and heard a scream but brushed it off and kept his path to the temple. He slowed his pace as he entered and approached everyone, including the cowering Eva. 

"E haat drendo druicyht kem." was all he said, not realizing he hadn't switched his language back. He stared at the group who did not respond at first. "Ed'c vun Nai'c lryen  yht y meddma ceta bnuzald. E vuiht y fungcrub eh dufh yht E rykkmat tufh du dryd bnela, lyh oui cbyna yho? E ryja ypuid.... veja druicyht vnus dra puydc ib vnuhd byosahd frah E cekhat uh. Lyh oui cbyna dra nacd?"" He asked, still oblivious to the fact his question was entirely in the Al Bhed language. It was so much easier for him to speak that way, as he spent the majority of his life using it that it slipped his mind that he wasn't surrounded by other native speakers. He was getting strange looks from the priests as well.