[What a change could be wrought on the future if only Seifer knew. If only he didn't fight his desire to reach out again. To touch. To feel the heat of Squall's skin and let himself be caught up in the wonder of the way Squall thinks he matters. Thinks he's worth something.]

There's plenty I can't show you in the time we have. But yeah. Come on. Glacial Eye hunting I suppose.