Vivi pushes himself up some before taking Daryl's hand to pull himself up the rest of the way. He dusts the front of his clothes in a motion that seems to even resemble muscle memory. The same goes for when he adjusts his hat, giving Daryl an appreciative nod.

"Yeah, I'm okay." It happens every so often that he tends to shrug them off now. At least the ground isn't jagged this time. Charlie paces around him a little and Vivi takes that as a cue to keep moving, so he does.

"I've been to two. Well...the other castle is so big, the town is actually inside it." Although the circumstances that lead to him going to both of them could've been better. Memories of his fight against the Black Waltz still leaves him numb when he thinks about it. So much that back then, he was too distracted to initially take in the scale of the city of Lindblum.

And now his friend is Queen of Alexandria, after the death of her mother...her mother that Vivi came to loathe.

He shakes his head as if to make the thoughts go away, at least for now. "Um...what about you? What's your home like?"