Ramza Losstarot
By the time Ramza came to notice the latecomer, he was already halfway through with his initial intention. He'd somewhat caught up with the winged critter somewhere below it before he kicked the ground, launching himself into the air with his jumping skill towards the wasp. Momentarily, he hesitated upon hearing Daniel's instruction. His hands locked in a coiled position, hugging himself. She could have made it, he'd thought. If she had been here a little earlier. But now, it's a little too late. Especially now where it seemed like she's about to have some trouble with the small and annoying little pests.
So Ramza thought its best that he proceeded. Besides, the girl didn't look like she's got the asset to take this thing down from her current location. But it's not like he knew her or had seen her bio. Then again, she did look familiar. Perhaps he'd seen her in the office back at the headquarter.
The Rook returned his attention back to the matter at hand. However, the distraction have caused him his chance at ultimately killing the giant stinger. Slightly panicked, Ramza swung his arm. The talons might scratch the insect's bulky abdomen but would definitely clip one of its wings if not both of them. He knew he couldn't quite find flesh. Disappointed, he cussed under his breath, ignoring the deep snicker from his amused spirit, Bahamut. Now, Daniel might have to deal with the probably spinning creature, the needle at its end and on top of everything else, its weight, if it was to land on him.