Yuna looks up at Auron. "But you knew."

"Yes."

"And you, Masque?"

"Some. I've been piecing my memories back together. Death...is not kind."

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It had to be your decision, Yuna. You had to choose this.”

“But why? I don’t understand!”

Auron walk over, and wraps his arms around Yuna. 

Yuna’s eyes widen in shock.

“I promised Braska I would look after you. I wasn’t there for you when you needed me. I had to make sure I was now, no matter what you chose.”

"It wasn't my place to say anything."

Yuna nods, and tucks herself into Auron's embrace.

"We shouldn't linger here."

"No," Raeli agrees. "This place isn't healthy."

"-We should see if there's a way to contact Cid. He'll want to know Yuna's okay?"

"We shouldn't leave him waiting." 

"No." With a last hug, Auron lets Yuna go.

"Hopefully Hasira will have contacted him and he'll have news on Wakka and Rikku as well!"

She’s not entirely sure that she wants news. 

But she is their leader, of a sort. So she stands up. 

“Id like to leave here first, if you all don’t mind.”

"Let's," Raeli agrees, starting to pick her way back out of the room.

Auron doesn’t move until Yuna does. 

Yuna takes a bit of time, picking herself up, but eventually does. She grips Lulu and Anri’s hands, and follows Raeli out. 

Anri squeezes Yuna's hand, following beside her.

Aten hesitates for half a moment. (She was still his mother...) Then he hurries after Yuna.

Yuna threads a hand through Aten’s flames. “I’m sorry. But she was hurting you.”