"Sin does not attack every day. It appears whenever we stray too far from Yevon's path, when people build machines too powerful."

"Except when it just shows up randomly."

"Except then."

"And when anyone decides to just try to sail away from the main continent to see if there are any other landmasses on the planet. Which is not actually forbidden by Yevon at all, Sin just apparently hates it for some reason."

"Hmm."

"Sin's goal is not total annihilation of all life on Spira but we don't know what it is. It might in fact be trying to punish development or something for some reason. Mostly."

"...I'll say that it is surprising, if that's how it behaves, that the Al Bhed are still alive. Aren't they all about technology in defiance of Sin? Shouldn't it be stopping by every other week to crush their dreams?"

"For all I know, it is. It's not like anyone knows where their super secret base is, if they have one. Maybe they get away with being too diffuse to target as a group? I'm not sure. It's something I've meant to ask my uncle, if I ever met him."

"Your uncle?"

"My mother's brother, Cid. He is—or was, last I heard—the leader of the Al Bhed."

"I'm sorry does Spira just not have any fictional stories. Could you possibly be more protagonist-coded."

"I... don't have a counter to that."

"...if I unhinge my view of reality a little it does rather seem like you're our protagonist, yes. You don't have any suspiciously shaped birthmarks, do you?"

This prospect cheers Emil significantly. He did not like being the protagonist of his own story; being an implausible side character sounds much better suited.

"...birthmarks? I don't think I have any—is that a—why?"

"In the stories they're a sign of some grand destiny. A crown for a great ruler is particularly popular, or a star for a mage. Once saw a strawberry."