He picked up the game piece again, watching the other rather than what he was doing with it. The others with Materia hadn't all been so quiet, so reserved, but he didn't know them personally and hadn't wanted to. Maybe this man was just one of those types, one with walls built up so high around him very little could be seen past them.

It made him a mystery, and Kuja didn't like that, but couldn't explain to himself why. After another minute of staring at the man, he decided it was only because this was the only person he could even somewhat recognize, and he had been in the middle of unfamiliar and hostile worlds for so long, the relative peace of this place was getting to him.

He looked away again, to the game piece, and set it aside, tail tip twitching. "Not much time for proper introductions in a place like that, at each other's throats to power a strange world."