She was special. Squall had never pictured himself in a relationship until her, and he wasn't exactly the easiest to get in touch with. She could have chosen any other SeeD or young man who would have happily followed her in her rebellion. But here they were, and he was always grateful for it.

He smiled at her impersonation, watching her as they moved into more of a clearing. "Does it seem like anything else is missing?" he asked, a little more seriously. Guardian Forces and Time Compression had done more than a few bad turns to their minds, and he would like to avoid anything risky on that front.

"Something to help?" Squall pondered that, eyes narrowed slightly in a familiar thinking expression. If only there were something that could help them remember. "...Not a concert," he said half to himself. He could remember that attempt to help, though.