Here's Squall. I'm still trying to figure out a scene with a male Yuna though...
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“Oh my God, your poor face!”
Squall tried to take a step back from the other girl who suddenly appeared in her range of vision, but she nearly stumbled, unused to the restriction of the knee length skirt that was part of the official SeeD uniform. Why did the women need to wear skirts, anyway? They were mercenaries, for Shiva’s sake! While some like Quistis could handle it, Squall wanted her leather pants back…
And the heels! Were they trying to kill her?
“Hello?” Dark brown eyes blinked up at her, and Squall suddenly realized she’d been zoning out.
“Yes?” Was her laconic reply.
“What happened? Are you all right?” The younger girl asked.
“Training accident.” Squall answered, and then realizing that might be construed as rude by the woman who was obviously a guest, she added, “I’m fine, miss…”
“Oh! I’m Rinoa Heartilly.” The girl introduced herself. “Nice to meet you!”
“Squall Leonhart.”
“I see.” Squall found herself on the end of a strangely piercing look, before Rinoa blinked and smiled. “Well, I should go find my escort before he comes looking for me. It really was nice to meet you Squall. I‘ll see you later!”
And with that, she was gone as abruptly as she’d appeared.
Looking down into her champagne glass, Squall sighed.