He pulses gentle warmth back to her. "I- I know. Just-" (It was hard, to separate everything She'd said, to remember Her words as the lies they were.)

"Maybe she's happier now? Without the burden of Sin?"

"-Yeah. Maybe."

Yuna can tell nothing she'll say will comfort him. Instead she strokes along his flames once more, and then hurries to catch up.

He hurries after her.

"Do you want to leave Zanarkand entirely?"

"I suppose staying here would be easier for Cid. The temple is a landmark."

"Over here," Masquerade says. "This building is... intact enough to shelter in."

"A sound plan."

Yuna follows Masque in.

It's nothing special, and time hasn't done it any favours, but it will provide them with shelter. Masquerade builds up a fire from what they can find.

Kimahri helps. 

Yuna stands by the opening, looking back at the temple.

Auron watches over her. 

Anri joins her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

Raeli finds herself a perch up above the others, calls down quietly that she's got a good view, that she'll see anything that tries to approach.

Yuna cuddles into Anri, sighing a little.

"We should get that call out of the way. Before Sin catches us unawares."

“Sir Jecht,” Yuna says, mostly to herself. 

She dutifully pulls out the call sphere. 

Anri gives her another gentle squeeze. "It'll be fine," ey whispers. "C'mon. Let's do this."

She takes a breath in, and then out.

She calls her Uncle.