The thought of a garden unsafe twists her lips just a little. How unfortunate, she thinks. Yet there was nothing safe about gardens in her home, either. Albeit they had the advantage of being protected, there were certainly gardens in the Shinjuku Ghetto that probably was too dangerous for anyone.

A smile easily fixes that thought, however. The fact he was sharing details at all was a treasure.

Maybe I did. [ Lucked out. Sure. ]

The people here at the Center assigns you a house you can stay in rent-free until you're able to care for yourself independently. [ And now a brighter thought. ] I'm actually planning to move out fairly soon with someone. It's exciting ... being able to live in this strange world.

[ But the Moogle's surprise did bring her back to another topic. ]

You certainly do look like someone who serves in the military. Was it a country?

[ Yet as for herself? Well, that question stuns her a little. More than stuns her. Flashes, even. The last memories before she arrived. Nothing wipes a smile quicker than remembering she died. ]

Aa, I was ... a student. [ It wasn't a lie. She was, at one point. And then... ]