"I'm just kidding anyway, I could understand you no matter what language you speak," Felih adds with a grin, "Perks of the job and all. Anyways- I'm pretty sure you're not hallucinating. Well, unless you're dehydrated- this is the middle of the desert... You need some water?"

With that, he reaches for a large canteen that hangs from the chocobo's many packs, and offers it to him.

"I'm Felih. What's your name, my very lost friend?"