As if Squall is going to let Seifer out of his sight now that he's finally found him. There is a challenge in the brow that arches in turn when he opens his eyes again to meet the dubious look.

Back to an icy neutrality, he scoffs and casts his gaze across the abandoned cabin. It reminds him so much of Ellone's home in Winhill...Less bullets but the same feeling of emptiness. "We're ruling out provisions, I see."

There are things he can lend a hand with, even though this is far and away from the reason that he's here. "What's next on your list?"