Squall was even more confused now. He furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms, giving Selphie a pointed look.

"...Selphie. What do you mean late. I just got here."

The last time he checked he was back in Balamb minding his own business. Now all this. What was she talking about, being late.

He's partially relieved to see her though, the first familiar face in a crowd of strangers. And she seemed well.

"And what are you doing with a sword."

The more important question here.