[ Merisia's about to fish out the next insult she can find when it dawns on her that something here isn't quite right. The scowl makes way for a look of confusion before it's once again shrouded by irritation. ]

... Of course. You don't remember a damn thing.

[ For Oschon's sake, why this, and why Zaveid?

Of course, when the water beast rises up to attack, Merisia decides to stow away her sharp tongue for the moment, pulling out her grimoire and unleashing a burst of Ruin II: not enough to do a whole lot of damage, but it should blind the damn thing, and it's an instant cast: enough for her to move out of the way while Carbuncle begins charging his own wind magicks. ]

Save your flattery for later! And do us both a favor and stay out of my way!