"It's a familiar," Cid repeats plainly confused. "There are spells anyone who is harmonized can learn. I taught myself a few of them." He pats the familiar affectionately. "As for its appearance... I didn't have a picture in my mind of what form it should take, exactly. Just a general idea of its temperament, and this was the result."

He turns from her to his familiar for a long moment. "Don't let its appearance think you it's more powerful than it is. There isn't anything else to is other than what you see. The entity it resembles was dangerous, but it isn't."