" I can get you in for free! Come on, everybody likes freebies!" Tidus offered. I shook my head once more. "Uhh, I can get myself in for free, thank you!" "Yeah, yeah, what ever. I bet Auron couldn't get you in for free, though." There goes my face again, going warm.
"Don't you have a game to get to? You're going to be late! Now go before I beat you, Mr. Sassy Mouth!"
"Ugh! Was that really the best I could come up with?!" I thought frustratingly to myself.
I watched as he waved and went on his way, laughing while doing so. "Well, Jecht…he's becoming more and more like you almost everyday. What more can you ask of him?" I mumbled.
I returned to the rail and leaned on it again. I stayed there feeling the breeze with my eyes closed. It was only a few minutes when I heard the sound of boots hitting the deck and I felt a warm touch on my arm. I knew who it was before I even opened my eyes.
"Auron…"
I turned to look at him and gave a very one-sided, yet warm hug. "Good to see you again," I said as we both gave respectful nods.
As I said before, Auron and I were brought back to Zanarkand by Sin, this monstrosity that terrifies the people of Spira, and then we watched over Tidus. Jecht and I met Auron in Spira 10 years ago. That explanation must be waited on for now.
To me, Auron was freakishly tall because I always had to look straight up at him when we spoke. But then, everybody's freakishly tall to me.
The big red cloak that he wore over his black pants, shirt and breastplate made it easy to spot him in a crowd; not to mention that gargantuan, yet nifty Katana of his. It had to be as long as my whole body, but probably way heavier than I was. I often want to ask how he puts up carrying it.
I looked at him and he I. "So then….are we…set?" I asked quietly.
