Rikku's stomach flipped when Yuna looked away. Maybe, she was the worst, asking a painful question she already knew the Summoner's answer to. Yet her breath did not fog the air - held, hoping.

Until the older girl spoke, but then. The others chimed in, stealing this time. Every moment more valuable than all the Gil in Spira.

Thank you.

"Sounds good!" Suddenly sounding cheerful, there's the slightest of pauses after Yuna presses forwards. Then the brightly clad girl is bounding up the icy slope to flop down beside her cousin.