During the exchange, Yuna had been rather busy herself. Alongside the rocky mountain wall, she had found a small inlet, brushing the snow off of something, assuming it to be another grave marker and instead... finding a sphere. Not only that, but one that looked recent enough in how it was constructed.

Tucking it away in one of her sleeves, she looked back at the group, and nodded, continuing up the pathway towards a rather steep cliff.

"We must... almost be at the peak," she looked on, as the wind began to kick up.