"It's -- all right," it didn't feel all right, but there was no changing that. The reality was that Lightning was here, alive and well, just like the others. And so, that was enough for now. "Even in the war our memories were often -- well, incomplete," and yet, Yuna was cursed to remember. Even in the endless war, she had always remembered a little more than most, a product of being a veteran warrior.

"I would... be happy to tell you anything you'd like to hear. But first," she took a little more time to look the other woman over, "you're all right? The arrival wasn't too much or anything... was it?" Lightning was a capable fighter, she knew that, but -- it wasn't going to stop her from worrying.