It was rare for Rukia to outright giggle. But when the chocobo demonstrated its earnest affection, she couldn't help herself, her hands placatingly pressed against the bird's feathered head and neck. She smiled up at Zack and rubbed the spot just above his beak.

She no longer wanted one; she needed one.

So when Cloud told her of the possibilities of catching one, she looked at him with wide, sparkling eyes. "We can catch our own? Is that how you obtained this one?"