[ She takes a look at the map - albeit upside-down - and nods when Aerith tells her where X marks the spot. ]

To the ink parlor, then! I think I remember the way. [ The teen gently urges her chocobo into a trot, not wanting to dislodge the extra passenger. ] This place is really weird. All of our abilities are taken away, and we have to get a tattoo to even be able to use materia. I was here for a little while, then went back home without any memories of this place. Some of the others were here last time.