[Given that Lightning's already backing up for more ramming into the door to get it down? The charge is the least of her concerns--she'd seriously appreciate any help that Vanille's team can give her. She's not letting her friend stay in there alone another day. Not with those kinds of words appearing out of nowhere.]

Yeah. He's alright. [She takes another step back, sizing up the door as Faith continues to put all her weight into her own charges.] He's in a cave somewhere, but he can handle himself. He's twenty eight years old now, not fourteen. He's learned a lot since you last saw him.