Cid rolls his eyes at her, scowling. "It's a familiar, not a pet," he says testily, but he kneels down all the same, offering out his hand. "Come up here, would you?"

The robot moves instantly, scuttling up so it's perched on Cid's shoulder like a vaguely menacing parrot. "Correct. I am magical in nature despite my appearance. Destruction of my form would not inhibit a re-summoning after sufficient time has passed."

Cid gives the tiny thing an exasperated look, but he sighs, crossing his arms. "A summoner is supposed to control the form the familiar takes... but I suppose I'm not so great at envisioning animals, because it took on the form of something I encountered some years ago. Though this one is merely a fraction of its size."