"That you hadn't kidnapped me and we had a plan."

"Is it just the one group doing multiple coordinated attacks, do you know, or are we going to have to keep convincing people?"

"It's... it's Father's idea, actually."

"Have you spoken to him about it?"

"He's at Home, we'd need to go there."

"And it's not easily accessible? Or it is…? I'm not sure if this is supposed to be a point in favor or not."

"It's far, and it's hidden."

"By magic, technology, convenient placement of nearby foliage…?"

"It's a desert island and if you don't know where it is you die of thirst before reaching it."

"… But only because it's so far, not because of some weird thirst aura thing?"

"And because it's a desert and there's a lot of sun, but no magic."

"So, reasonably inconvenient to go talk to him, at least at this moment." Shrug.

"—yeah, sure."

"Huh?"

"It's not easy for humans that don't fly."

"… And is it a lot easier for people with wings?"

"I guess it must be a lot easier if you don't have a problem with dehydration!"

"You would be correct that I don't, and even if I did, I could create water."

"Okay, well, you can go there later, now let's go help Kaede."

So he picks her up again and prepares himself for more screaming as he takes off.

There is no more screaming. Just a bit of whimpering.

Then they can fly! Back to Kaede, even!

They're in the travel agency—presumably, since Kimahri is standing guard outside.

He lands safely nearby and lets Rikku down.

Kimahri nods.