Re: Living Room
"The price is our memories. Don't ask us to remember a birthday unless we wrote it down somewhere."
Quis frowned slightly in thought. Seifer didn't have the best... record for dealing with a Sorceress. Irvine and Selphie though, if it did come to that, they could do the job. She drank most of the remaining tea, wincing a bit at the burning feel, but it did a lot for waking her up. Her hand reaced out a bit absently to brush lightly against one of the feathers woven into Squall's hair.
"Something to deal with when we find a way home." She tried to inject a little optimisim in the statement. That they could figure things out. Well, that was what they were meeting to find out.