[Worried? Kuja doesn’t worry. Perhaps his mind flitted to her every once in a while in those three days, but surely that does not count as actual concern — he was far too distracted with everything else.

Fending off boredom and such. Yes, that’s it. He waves a hand dismissively.]

Oh, there is but middling entertainment to be found here. If I had my druthers, there would be a grand festival in the square every day. But maybe it just isn’t the season for it.

Now that you’re back— [He leans an elbow into the mattress, half of him stretched out across like a cat.] —I’m sure boredom won’t be as much of an issue anymore. Oh, especially now that you have a story to tell.

[About this Simeon, of course!]