The hostess wasn't appreciative of my less than festive mood. [A little girl shouldn't have stood in the way given how angry he was, but it was only of questionable worth to try to use physical force against her just to yell at Kefka. Without knowing his then human, and thus perhaps even defeatable status, it was easy to think that that girl, however unintentionally, saved him from some suicide rush, even without knowing her own battle prowess.]

At any rate, it seems that I'm the villain in the people's eyes, now...



[The apple is right on his desk; he's not exactly worried about any nursing staff or such taking it. They're not stupid enough to pick up and eat any old strange object.]