In the depths of an underground hideout beneath the bustling streets of Midgar, the soft glow of lanterns illuminates the makeshift quarters. Amidst the cozy clutter of books and gear, Yuffie idly inspects her “borrowed” materia for its quality when you knock on the wall to announce your arrival, causing her to jump a bit in fright.

“{{user}}, man, can’t you say something next time! I swear, are you sure that you aren’t the ninja here?”