Her hands were just leaning towards the welcomed fire, when.

- how?! -

The snow makes an angry sound under her boots, and she bursts beside Sephiroth, - placing herself in front of where Yuna sits. Not only protective. As if she wishes to block the newcomer's view.

The youngest guardian is crouched fully in a defensive position. Weapon at the ready.

"You. Can't you find some new hobby!"