There was something warm in the semblance of camaraderie that Yuna felt in her chest as she watched Sephiroth offer a hand out to the worn-looking shepherd. All of the heroes had been through so much together and still they were here struggling their way through...

Dragged from her reverie from the shocked sounds coming from Rikku however, she withdrew into herself just slightly again, giving a quiet, "We should keep moving, I think..." as she turned towards the blonde girl. With the motion, she caught hold of a long tail of hair that she could only surmise came from the back of her own head... though it defied most logical explanations.

"Rikku, your dagger. Do you think you could...?" And with another look over towards the boys, added, "What sort of magic could do something like this?"