"She was," Robin agreed, with another smile. "I'm grateful for that. It makes it easier to have a welcoming committee waiting for you, to say the least."

She stretched her arms out above her, nodding slightly. They had three pairs of eyes -- four, actually, as Marc glanced between the two humans and nodded. Perhaps the moogle wasn't to be outdone by another of his kind. She smiled at him, before she looked back at the city around her. She flinched involuntarily at one of the spinning rides. Ventus was right, she realized.

"Mm," she murmured. "I think even in hard times... people try to find something normal to cling to." She glanced sideways and down at the younger man. "It's easier to deal with them, if there's a sense that everything else is normal."