[With a subtle but not completely hidden flick of his finger, any accompanying noise hidden under the crowd and hubbub—

Victor Byron is now a shrimp. Like, one of the ones that can survive out of water for a while? But anyway he doesn’t have a mouth and that’s what matters.]

Maaan, where did that guy go? I don’t know where this shrimp came from, but it kind of looks pathetic like him.

[Cid picks it up by the tail. He could just let it get stepped on but why not enjoy the peace.]

Nice to finally get some peace and quiet, though.