He knows I'm there before I make a sound, but then again he was out king. Bahumat lord of the aeons.
"You haven't changed," he states, and not referring to my personality. I have chosen not to be a mortal again like he did when Vegnagun hijacked our astral bodies. I will resign myself to the farplane. I have done enough in the centuries that I was a fayth to deserve that rest. Even if Vegnagun awakens and uses our previous forms against the world. Summoner Yuna slew us once, she will be able to do so again.
But he never could keep himself away from things, perhaps that is one reason why he was the greatest of us all. He made his sacrifice as a child, that was his level of devotion. The imagination of a child formed the most powerful aeon. Maybe that is also part of his reasoning, I made the sacrifice after the death of my lover. In part I had died with him, because it was after that that I became the cold and remote ice maiden that my fayth created. What reason had I to live after that? Bahumat, never did have a chance to make that choice, he died so young and maybe even without a purpose to return he deserves to live again- if only for awhile. He must have a purpose though, that is how the world works. He can return only as unsent. His new "life" will only last so long as he has purpose, and that will not be long. Yuna cannot keep herself away from things either, she will fight again, and win or lose that will be the end for him.
We wait patiently for my answer and does not hurry me as I collect my thoughts, "You know that I chose otherwise."
"Yes, but why come now then? Why in this form?" He still does not look at me when he speaks.
"I planned to query you in much the same manner, lord Bahumat. If you must return then why do you not help her ladyship more directly?"
"I can no longer fight, you know that. Vegnagun has taken the dragon from me. What I can give to her is only the knowledge I have acquired over the centuries, and from Zanarkand and old Bevelle."
"But you tell her not of Lenne, nor of Shuyin, or the other."
"That knowledge will not change the battle, and what's more, they would know then that I cannot be who I seem. They would wonder how I acquired this knowledge."
"Is that really so bad?"
He looks at me although I cannot see his eyes, "the new factions, New Yevon and the Youth League, are balanced on the edge of a knife. If any credit for defeating this new threat is handed to the old aeons, the balance will be disturbed. In the end, she must never know what it is I truly am."
"Then how will you explain you disappearance when this is all over?"
"I will manage. I believe that Yuna will return to Besaid when this ends. She will just lose touch, as she did with so many other that she met in her last quest."
There is silence after that, I think he sense that I have not come out with my true question yet. I am so used to being cold, it behooves me to admit that I worry, or that I might still be concerned with the fate of Spira, but I cannot help it either. "My lord, I know that Yuna can defeat the aeons again, but can she truly defeat Vegnagun? Can she stop what Shuyin has begun, even though he is…"
He stops me before I finish, "That is not something that we can know before it comes to pass. We can only rely on her now."
"But what do you think?" I press, even though I know he is right, and I am comforted because I do believe in Yuna.
Bahumat shrugs before answering and although I cannot see his face I imagine he smiles as well, "I'm just a kid."