His description of Takeshi aligned with what she had seen for herself, with the kindness that had been extended to her when she least expected it. For all the difficulty the first few months and wave of outworlders had been, she missed many of those gone more than she let on. There would be another time for remembrance though, because their focus had to be on the 'now.'

The 'now' involved watching on eagerly as Kenichi's art bloomed again, and her smile grew as she recognised it. As much as they could cause grief, she always appreciated the efforts of all moogles who were appointed as guardians.

"May I ask how you came to know them? Takeshi and Bonnie?"