"That's terrible," Rikku gasped. "I try hard not to have an accent, you know? Some people ... didn't even realize I was Al Bhed, at first. It's kinda ... back home, it's ... they think bad things about us. We're nice, honest, just ... we don't believe what they do? It's a huge mess."

She still couldn't believe no one here minded.

"Are you supposed to sing, in that language? That'd be a neat language." She attempted a quick little melody. "'I'm sorry, I must go buy some fruit.'"