"You again?" He raises his eyebrows as he hears Cloud's name and sees his face. It's the vaguely, oddly familiar man, who'd been so understanding, if not eloquent. Yet he looks younger and doesn't appear to recognize Kuja now. "I've met you before, but you were older, then. Perhaps time has gone backward in my absence, yet I remain as I ever was." Never any younger or any older; that is his fate.

He glances back to the shattered demons again as Cloud mentions them. He shakes his head. "No, I've never seen their like before. They were hounding you so eagerly, as if they knew you. Yet you don't know them?"