[Sniper frowned, considering Cloud's words. Unlike most of the other titles he had heard around here that sounded familiar but he couldn't recall the meaning of, the word mushi sounded entirely foreign. He wondered what sort of place Cloud came from, what stories he could tell had he still had his memories--from the sounds of it, he had an interesting life. Maybe not as interesting as being electrocuted and climbing up a flying ship, but interesting enough.]

Mm, [he said, making a sound to indicate that he was listening more than anything else. He glanced down at his book and skimmed the words without much thought put into it.]

Like bugs, then? [He hazarded.] I mean, there's lots of different kinds and even though some can kill you, others are pretty harmless.