"Yuna," Lulu says softly.

"Why? Because they've told you it's the best thing you can do? Figure out how to actually get rid of Sin."

"Hasira," Anri says quietly, touching eir sister's shoulder.

"It is the only way to get rid of Sin. One life for all others? A worthy trade to me."

Hasira kicks the part of the machine, swears. "If they weren't brainwashing teenagers into it."

(Is she even still talking about Yuna?)

Yuna bristles. "No one brainwashed me into anything! I want to do this for Spira!"

"Hasira," Anri's voice is low, and intent. "Go poke your machina."

-Amazingly, Hasira listens to that, and stalks away, although not too far.

"I'm sorry about her."

Aten flickers uncertainly again.

Yuna lets out a long breath, calming herself. "It's...it's fine. I don't expect everyone to see the necessity. Lulu and Wakka tried to talk me out of it too."

She sends a brief flood of warmth to Aten, to calm him.

It helps some.

Anri closes eir eyes for a moment, takes a deep breath and-

Shiva appears, pirouetting, and looking to Yuna and her group in curiosity.

Aten flickers backwards, startled and concerned and-

"Aten it's okay! It's okay, she won't hurt you. She won't." 

Yuna looks up at Anri in wonder.

"I- no. She won't. I'm sorry I- didn't think about that."

Pauses. "Hasira's got her reasons for thinking the way she does. She's...not very good at separating things sometimes."

"It's okay, Aten summons himself, I wouldn't make him come into this situation."

Yuna nods knowingly. "I understand, though I would recommend that she doesn't insult the summoner's way."

"I rather think you'd take insulting over her trying to murder your guardians. She's a work in progress."

“I feel much the same way,” Yuna says with a nod. “Some days I feel like I’m still a child, learning at the priest’s feet.”

Learning things that are false. She shudders involuntarily.

"-You know, don't you?"

“Know?” Yuna tilts her head.

"That Yevon's talking out of its arse. That it's a lie."

Yuna dips her head, nodding slightly. “I know now. We were- I was...” Her shoulders shake slightly. She takes in a deep breath. 

She looks back up. “Yevon may be wrong, but that doesn’t mean the Pilgrimmage is. I still believe in giving Spira the Calm.”

"I suppose that's your right," Anri says quietly. "I still feel like there has to be a better way."