"They took much of what I used to measure myself as well," Reeve said with a sigh. His eyes looked to his wrists. His bangles, both defensive and offensive, lost. His materia gone. His connection to his Caits also missiong.

"At least green goes with your eyes," Reeve offered, amusement in his voice. "Though it's a complimentary color with the green of your hair so at the same time you should be pleased that it's a dark shade."

This place was definitely violating.