"Think so? Uh, at least shorts or something more substantial to hold my belongings, and maybe sandals. Oh and I probably want a scabbard for the sword. But I don't have—" Pause. "I may have money. What's the local currency?"

"...gil?"

"Okay, I do have money." Unless his coins aren't accepted, but he'll cross that bridge when he gets to it.

"You're a funny one, aren'tcha?"

"You show up somewhere naked with no memories and try to figure stuff out, then."

Wakka waves a hand and laughs. "Okay, okay, I guess!"

Azym eyes him up and down and adds, "Or maybe you could just get naked and we take it from there."

He laughs again and shrugs. "Don't play for that team, sorry kid."

"Had to try."

"Think you'll get along fine with Zei."

"Does he play for that team?"

"He plays for all teams," Wakka says with a sigh and a shake of his head. "Boy had a tough time growing up."

...the fuck is that non-sequitur. "Oh?"

"Not my story to tell. You'll meet 'im soon enough."

"I await our encounter with bated breath."

They walk a while longer in companionable silence, but after a few minutes they run into two men—or rather, one man and one boy, the younger one can't possibly be older than sixteen—in similar light armour that leaves the sides of their pecs and torso and parts of their arms exposed. They both look like they're taking a break from the walk, sitting in a shaded area and drinking water. When they spot Wakka and Azym they raise their hands in greeting.

Wakka calls, "Gatta! Luzzu! Good to see you."

"Hello, Wakka," says the older one, climbing to his feet as the other two approach. "Who's your friend?"

"I'm Azym," he introduces himself, "recent immigrant from I have no idea where by way of Sin and its toxin."

"Ah. It's... fortunate you survived your encounter," says the older one. "I'm Luzzu, and this is Gatta. We're the Crusaders stationed here in Besaid."

"Whatcha doin' out there?"

Gatta stands up, too, and salutes. "We've been on patrol for fiends! They have been more active than normal today so we have been clearing them out of the roads."

"Ahhh, so that's why we didn't find any," nods Wakka.

"'Crusaders'?"

Gatta's chin drops, but Luzzu nods. "Sin's toxin hit you harder than most people, I see. Gatta, do you want to explain?"