"Bad timing, in a way, I suppose..." her voice drifted off into the night air. She was reminded of the celebrations in Bevelle when Sin had been vanquished -- ten years before her time. How happy everyone had been, people coming out of their houses unafraid -- and smiling.

"I don't think -- our arrival was planned exactly, is what I mean to say," Yuna wanted to clarify, since her thoughts were rather muddled since waking in these strange lands. "A bit of -- an otherwordly coincidence, I think -- for it to have happened on the anniversary of their -- ah, celebration."