Zidane's tail was beginning to whip around again, eyes looking around at all the blots not doing... anything. They really reminded him too much of the Black Mages, before they started waking up. And it was like this with all the books waiting to be fixed? Wow, he hated it.

Was this the fault of the Story Eater? Well, screw him!

Scowling, he wasn't even going to wait. If a fight started it started, but he just... walked into the pilot cabin, wondering if that might finally get a reaction; and if not, time to get this ship up.