"Lucky bastard." All he has in his pocket -- since his ain't magic -- is a Phoenix Down and some gil and his Shin-Ra ID. Ain't nothing there gonna ease his thirst, but that's cool. The volcano alone is so pretty it don't matter.

Somewhere deep inside, he knows this is a once-in-a-friggin'-lifetime thing for him. So he just kicks back and watches.

Just like one of the natives, except not at all.