The massive Entelexeia, Ba'ul pierces the barrier of clouds, the cotton white tailing his body as he soars through cerulean skies. Tied to the belly of the beast, hangs the Fiertia. The ship belonging to none other than Brave Vesperia. Yuri stands at the bow, leaning an elbow over the rail. A chuckle escapes his lips, hearing the cheerful clicks and whistles of Ba'ul above him.

"Yeah yeah, morning to you too big guy. How's the aer taste up there? Not my kind of breakfast really, I'm more of a eggs and bacon type of guy. Ah what am I doing, doubt you can even understand me."

Yuri's black hair flutters against the wind, staring over to see the distant surface of Terca below him. It wasn't until the sound of the cabin door swinging that he shifts back. Seeing you approach him. He turns to face you, leaning his palms on the rail behind him

"Well well! Morning sleepyhead. Thought you'd never wake up today, with how loudly you were snoring."