Skidding to a halt, Kupori looked up at the face of the white-haired boy, attempting to speak with him right away, as this was urgent. Though, she didn't even open her mouth before he started talking; Or at least, trying to talk. It was more like blubbering, if she was being honest: The amount of stuttering was literally hurting her mind; She felt a headache coming on, and just tried to make out what he was saying. He had been listening to their conversation, that was clear; as was the fact he knew he had been in that dream as well. So at least she didn't have to ask; But, as he went on, he began freaking out worse and worse. If this kept up, the boy was going to have a heart attack from freaking out so much about this 'omen' he was ranting about. Something had to be done, quick. And as always, if there was a problem, Kupori was your Moogle!

[i]'I've got to help him!'[/i] She thought to herself, Crusader instincts kicking in. And not many people knew this, but when the instincts kicked in, it meant trouble for other people. Even with just a wooden sword, Kupori could be extremely scary with enough determination; To the point that, if driven there, she might just knock you out. Or just chase you until your lungs are burning and you finally fall over. For the most part, once she got going, she didn't know when to quit.

Now, while Kupori never had a mother figure, as a young woman herself she had some natural instinct on how to deal with guys; Not romantically, or whatever, but to make them shut up when they started being annoying! She wasn't mad at him in the slightest; In fact, she felt bad; But that wouldn't stop her from applying a tried and proven true method of making people be quiet. In this instance, it was for his own good, before he fainted, or worse, died! She'd have to use her number one tactic that was tied up there with diplomacy:

Violence. 

The Moogle unsheathed her wooden sword; eyes narrowing as she held it to her side, one-handed. With a cry of what could only be assumed to be war, Kupori jumped up into the air; Pretty high, too; She managed to jump up to Gale's height and meet him face-to-face. Her eyes, for the moment that the boy would potentially meet with them, seemed entirely focused; Her eyebrows scrunching downwards due to it and making her look battle-ready, compared to how she had moments ago. 

"K-Kupori!" Gatta called out from his position, though he was nowhere close enough to actually stop her. 

She gripped her wooden sword with both hands and brought it above her head; And with a less than full-power swing, perhaps comparable to a mildly aggressive person sweeping the floor, she brought it down and bonked him right on the head! Direct hit!

Landing like a professional after the comical smack to Gale's skull, she sheathed her wooden sword, eyes closing momentarily. As they opened, Kupori had a very hopeful expression in her eyes; Looking up at the boy with a smile that, combined with her facial expression, made her practically look like an adorable stuffed animal. 

"Do you feel better, Ku-popo?" She questioned, expressing concern during the aftermath.