Mistral nods slightly, and is glad when the topic switches to the bell's markings. "It looks like a face, see?" And he'll hold it so that it does. "I think... maybe Kuja wanted his weapons to look scary," there's a shrug at that. "I think it's cute." It was the closest One had had to a toy.

Luca, meanwhile, has crept a bit closer to the skeleton. "Hello? Mister? Are you asleep?"

Mistral looks up, blinks, and just facepalms. He's been traveling enough that he'd nearly forgotten how naive Black Mages could be about certain things.