"One of them," Cid confesses with a little smile. "More broadly, I suppose my proudest would be the Garlond Ironworks. I established it after my defection, and gained plenty of followers for my trouble." He smiles fondly at the memory. "Many of them had come from situations similar to mine."

The statement causes his smile to fade some. "I... worked for Emet-Selch, when he was living as Garlemald's founding Emperor. It's how I know him."