...Where the heck am I? No. Wait. *When* the heck am I, is probably the better question.

...Ten years. Oh, gods. I went back ten years.

Is... that Prompto? It has to be. Nobody else has hair *that* blond. Prompto Argentum

So, clicking your heels three times and saying "there's no place like home" DEFINITELY didn't work. I was desperate, okay?

...I wonder if I could hitch a ride from someone. If what he told me was right— No. I've gotta go there. I've gotta go back to Caem.

...Guess he was right. Haven't seen stars like this in a long, long time.

...Wait a minute. Oh my g—Sedgeie?! Sedgeie

...Hm. Rough night. Could be worse, though...

[She stretches.] Been a while since I saw some familiar faces. I wonder who's around...

[She almost stumbles over herself, eyes going wide and voice breathless when she catches sight of Gladiolus] …Gladdy…?

Is that… oh, gods. Tell me that's him.

I will turn myself into a gun, because it’s all I have, because I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own.

…So it's been a while, huh. Sorry for basically dropping off the face of Eos.

[There's no way. Her eyes *have* to be deceiving her. She's rooted to the spot, staring at Crowe in a horror hat nearly crosses the line into anger.]

[She's just on the outskirts of Lestallum, exhausted from the ride but with every nerve on edge. Almost angrily, she kicks a nearby trash can, not caring how much it hurts.] *Fuck.*

Everyone have a good holiday?

Mondays, huh. Never change.