"I made a promise. I intend to keep it."

Aten flickers uncertainly at Kimahri's announcement.

Kimhari nods at that. “Promises like that should be kept. Kimhari make promise to a summoner once, that he would protect daughter.”

Kimhari settles on the ground, content to have the fiend nearby. 

And the fiend slides further down against the pack.

Aten relaxes some when Kimahri does.

Kimhari settles into meditation, keeping part of his focus on the fiend and on Aten, watching over them both (and watching for anything suspicious surrounding the masked fiend).

The masked fiend seems to be doing something approximating sleeping.

Aten seems thoughtful more than anything else, like something is familiar, that he can't quite put his finger on.

The next morning Yuna is quick to rush outside and greet her friends. It’s clear she’s been crying, her eyes are puffy and red, but her cheerful attitude keeps up. 

“Quiet night?” She asks Aten. 

Lulu hands out breakfast to Kimhari and Yuna, heading back inside to get her own. 

"Mhmm," Aten flickers up and down in a nod.

The violinist had come out a little earlier, and her and her fiend friend are sat eating their own breakfast.

“Hello again,” Yuna greets the two once she’s certain of Aten’s well being. 

She gestures with the food she’s holding. “Would you mind some extra company? I’m half Al Bhed, if that matters to you?”

"Not at all," she smiles brilliantly. "A meal is often better when shared with friends, old or new."

Yuna ducks her head, grinning, and takes a place by them. “Are you travellers? Or do you live here?” She asks between bites. 

Auron sits by Yuna, keeping an eye on the masked person, but for the most part just to be a protective presence for her. 

"Travellers. We don't like settling in anyone place for long."

It's quite impressive just how easily the masked fiend can imply facial expressions. Ey's definitely raising eyebrows at Auron.

Auron raises his eyebrows right back. 

“What’s your end goal? Or do you aim to just explore all of Spira?”

There's a sense of a smirk, and the fiend settles back more.

"See as much of Spira as we can I guess. Life is fleeting." Pauses. "And we've both made promises. We intend to keep them."

That quietens Yuna somewhat, and draws a pensive look on her face. “Me too. But I don’t know if I can keep it. I hope your promise is strong enough to keep.”

(Aten burns a little brighter, his certainty that Yuna will manage.)

"All you can do is your best."