"Everything is mere speculation at this point," Firion said. "All we can do now if move forward with what we have. We are all in yet a new world, rather than our own, and so far, you and I need to get home but are unable to do so just yet. In the mean time..."

He sighed. In the mean time, do what?

"Let us just focus on the here and now. We are in no way going to break our promises or forget our dreams, this will simply be another journey to fulfill them. Bruises, cuts, scrapes, and all," He turned to Squall and held out a pinky finger, smirking lightly. Maria used to make him do this all the time. "Promise?"