Lloyd shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me. My Dad made sure I had a Key Crest before he ever let me even touch the Exsphere. I can take mine off without any problem. I just... I can't yet." He jabbed his salad again, frustrated. "I'm not strong enough without it to do the things that need to be done. I still need it to save my world." But as soon as the world was safe and reunited, he swore, he swore he'd find a way to make it so no one ever needed to rely on Exspheres ever again. Not even him.

"Magic?" He echoed the word with a frown, rolling it over in his mind. "As far as I know, there isn't any magic that can take an Exsphere off. The closest I've ever seen is..." He trailed off. The sudden thought all but caught him off guard. Could that...? "I have a friend who knows a healing technique. She saved someone who'd become an Exbelua. One of those monsters. I don't know if it would help, but... Maybe..." He suddenly, desperately, wanted to talk to Kratos.