"-that's not creepy at all."

“Last temple to pray at,” Kimahri says gravely. 

“Last stop before Zanarkand,” Yuna adds. Her hands shake as she places her hand on the temple door. 

It opens with a grinding noise, that sounds a little like a scream. 

"-if nothing else, it at least recognises you as a summoner."

“Which means that being excommunicated means nothing, I guess,” Yuna says. She sounds very sad about that. 

“The Maesters flout their own rules. Their word is worth less than nothing.” Lulu rests a hand on Yuna’s shoulder. 

“Come. There’s no point in lingering here.”

Auron walks inside. 

"You got this," Anri squeezes Yuna's shoulder.

Which is approximately what Aten is sending at Yuna over their bond.

Yuna follows after Auron, into the wide empty space inside the rocks. She can’t see where to get to the Cloister of Trials. It seems...cold in here. 

“Where do we go?” Yuna asks Auron. 

“If I remember correctly, you place your hand on that wall,” Auron says, pointing to an oddly discoloured bit of wall. 

Yuna timidly does so, placing her hand away from the suspicious looking patches. 

Then something slashes through her palm. “Ah!” She shouts, jumping back from the wall. There’s now a hand shaped blood splatter where her hand was. 

“Sir Auron!” Yuna says in shock. 

“I’m sorry. She only opens her door for a sacrifice.”

True to his words, the door rumbles open. 

-this is familiar again. Someone was angry? On his behalf? Maybe.

The fayth is installed in the wall, with more of that red, pulsing liquid stretching out around it, like veins. 

The woman in the fayth has her eyes open. 

“She’s beautiful,” Yuna says, admiring the fayth.

"...she is," Anri agrees quietly. "Is it just me or...is she angry?"

“They make them smart these days, huh?”

"Vilg oui duu."

“You’re awake too? I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, the dream of the fayth did end, but...are you okay?”

“Oh, yes. I love being stuck to a wall for all eternity, ready to give out parts of myself to arrogant pricks who think I’ll make them more powerful. Utter bullshit.”

Yuna is shocked at how the fayth speaks, and is silent, opening her mouth and closing it as she tries to find words. 

“Please, in your own time. I only have the rest of eternity.”

Aten drifts closer. "I- know you?"