"He's STILL not in the ROOM," Tempest impatiently stated the obvious as he bombarded Zarek with PM's. 
"Hm. Even I'm getting a little impatient," Celes mused to herself, but refrained from taking Tempest's approach. The video feed was cut off when the duel ended, so they couldn't see what was going on anymore. "Knowing him, though, he's probably replacing that MP Potion she dropped at the end," she explained.
"That's CHUMP change!" Tempest angrily yelled. "Even a level 35 should be able to buy ONE." Celes sighed. 
"Someone's forgotten what it's like to be a noob," she retorted, "and Magic is becoming a more popular practice, so prices are skyrocketing." She clutched her MP canteen, a well-earned and money-saving quest reward that slowly replenished itself of MP potion over time. "Even someone like me has trouble buying them in bulk." 
"Whatever," back-lashed Tempest. "Message me when he decides to tag along, I need to calm down," he said before unclipping and logging off.

Ignoring Tempest's PM's, Zarek accepted the trade. He wanted to avoid getting into a you-don't-have-to-pay-me argument and risk running even more late. "I didn't expect anything in return, but thank you nonetheless," he made clear. It became a little more obvious to Zarek on what she was upset about. He cringed at the thought of having to buy more than eight MP potions at once, he could imagine how much trouble she could have had. "Anyway, you can add me if you want. Some friends are waiting on me, so I have to get going." Ragna explained, then turned around and began to walk after waving to her.