As Jaakuna suggested that they merely walk out, the group looked at him incredulously. Grant had a look of pure disbelief on his face, Emiri pondered if Vincent had given him a concussion, and Nadeline thought maybe he had finally cracked. Luckily, he did follow it up with a proper plan, though Nadeline found herself unsure about going through the Sochen Cave Palace. She had read about it somewhere, that much she recalled, but she knew the place would be crawling with monsters.

The stark difference between Archades and Old Archades was staggering. Nadeline could hardly believe it was the same place--the buildings weren't nearly as glorious, and several drunkards and beggars littered the streets. No wonder the place was called 'Old', it certainly looked the part. The place seemed to be falling apart, the streets somewhat barren. It was actually somewhat depressing. As the group followed Jaakuna, she wondered how much farther this Sochen Cave Palace was.

Emiri jogged slightly to catch up to Jaakuna, carefully lacing her fingers in-between his. "[b]This isn't the time, but I apologize.[/b]" She told him quietly, squeezing his hand. "[b]Wesley informed me of what happened with your...brother. But this...this is what I was worried about. You got hurt again because of me.[/b]"

Meanwhile Nadeline traveled to the back of the group, situating herself between Grant and Wesley. She grinned at Grant, who had been watching Emiri, though he quirked an eyebrow at his niece. "[b]I'm elated that you're with us, not against us.[/b]" She told him cheerfully.

His gaze went from Jaakuna, to Wesley, then his eyes landed on Nadeline. "[b]You say that assuming I'll be accepted so easily.[/b]" He replied, though his gaze briefly returned to Wesley. "[b]Which reminds me, what exactly is happening between you and the prince?[/b]" He asked her suspiciously.

Her grin faltered slightly as she let out a somewhat nervous laugh, though she did hook her arm with Wesley's. "[b]He owes me dinner.[/b]" She informed Grant, happily leaning towards Wesley.

Grant's face was one with clear concern. Nadeline was much like her aunt, always the flirtatious type, though he hoped that, for Wesley's sake mostly, she would be taking him seriously. Still, something about actually meeting one of Nadeline's conquests/boyfriends/boy toys/whatever made him somewhat uneasy for some reason. Well, at the very least he wasn't a disgraced-prince-turned-sky-pirate, and his view briefly flickered to Emiri before he looked back at Nadeline. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he closed it. 

He let of a huff of annoyance, though he pointed at her. "[b]That little kiss that happened--never again. Not in front of me. Not in private either.[/b]" He mumbled, crossing his arms like a kid that just got his toys taken away, though there was the slightest hint of embarrassment as he thought about what he had just said. Lorenzo wouldn't be too happy to find his precious daughter dating anyone--despite his lack of parenting the man was convinced that no man in Ivalice was good enough for his baby girl. And maybe Grant felt slightly protective. Not that he would admit it. 

Nadeline giggled, hugging Wesley's arm. "[b]Look, he approves of you~[/b]"

Grant shot her a look. "[b]I never said that.[/b]"