Tidus has his face turned to the ICP's screen, flicking into life as he inserts in the ticket. A half-turn that comes to face Lioriley, but then a nod following.

"Web's is here. --Spider," he adds as a pause. Can't help a nickname that's stuck forever. "Otoha's not gonna be too happy, I bet. He had a big job to do back home."

It's an aside, one of the unfortunates about everything to do with the train: going back and coming here again, being taken in the first place. But the roster comes up, and Tidus sees the passenger list as in his known language, set in its alphabet.

"Okay, here we go! Masumi Sera... I haven't seen her again, pretty sure she went home. Margulis, Malekith...? Not really sure about them." Has he seen them? Those aren't people he really knows. ...actually, he doesn't know a lot about these people here.

"Oh, Mordin. He's around. He's the reddish-white guy with the long head."