Between the group's return to Alexandria and Zidane going to see Dagger at Alexandria Castle (Disk 3).

Cannon Note: I realize that the weaver in Alexandria is called "Old Woman", but the game eludes to her having grandchildren—the conversation with her and Old Man when controlling Vivi at the very beginning of Disk One—and "Old Woman" is very…odd for introduction purposes. "Yes," I'm taking a bit of artistic license by giving a non-name character a name (sort of). Deal with it.

Summoners

His too big boots tangling with the cobblestones, Vivi fell flat in his rush to keep up with Eiko. He had been doing better about not tripping since meeting Zidane, but all of his old habits had come back since meeting the loud summoner. "Hey!" she called, running back. Eiko just watched him, foot tapping and hands on her hips. "Keep up," she instructed imperiously, "You're my guide, right?"

Dusting himself off, Vivi pointed vaguely towards a door off the main walkway. "We should visit Grandma and see how she's doing. She's an excellent weaver," he explained.

"Okay!" Eiko agreed and skipped toward the door. Vivi took enough time to tug on his hat before running after her. Bold as always, Eiko barged right into Grandma's home. He hurried to apologize but Eiko was already next to Grandma, the old woman peering at the small intruder with kind curiosity. "Are you Vivi's Grandma?"

The old woman chuckled and shook her head. "No, dear," she answered sweetly, "but all of the children here call me Grandma. You can too, if you like."

"Thanks, Grandma! I'm Eiko, by the way," she stated, pointing a thumb at her chest. "I am the last summoner of Madain Sari."

"You don't say," Grandma prompted, pausing in her weaving.

Eiko nodded, her chest puffing up. "That's right," she enthused. "I'm just hanging around Vivi to make sure he stays out of trouble."

Grandma smiled, her gaze trying to focus on Vivi for the first time. Quickly, he walked closer so she could see him clearly. "Ah, there you are, Vivi," she said once he was beside Eiko. "I wondered what happened to you."

"I've been traveling," he explained.

Eiko quickly lost interest as the conversation steered toward different fabric designs across the continents. Besides, Grandma's house was a very interesting place. She watched intently as Grandma's hands returned to her craft, manipulating the wooden machine to weave different colored threads together. If she could get one of those machines back to Madain Sari, Moco and Momatose would be able to make blankets for everyone.

Glancing up, Eiko's attention was immediately grabbed by a patterned cloth that hung from the ceiling to the floor. At first glance, it looked like a standard red and orange wave pattern, but as she looked more closely, the waves seemed to move up and down and up and down and up and—"Ow!" Eiko shook her head roughly and picked herself off the floor. A slow blush crept into her cheeks as she realized that Vivi and Grandma were starring at her.

"That cloth makes me dizzy too," Vivi consoled.

That only made Eiko blush deeper. She didn't need to be comforted. She was the last summoner of Madain Sari! And summoners did not get dizzy. "I don't know what you're talking about," she declared. Raising her chin a fraction, Eiko turned her back on the confusing cloth and marched to the opposite side of the room. Vivi didn't answer, so she assumed he had realized that a great summoner like her could not be so easily thrown off balance. Eiko made a great show of inspecting the knickknacks on Grandma's shelves until Vivi resumed his description of the looped half-stitch the dwarves used in Conde Petie. In spite of herself, she was impressed by Vivi's attention to detail. He noticed more than she thought he did, especially with how he seemed to trip over air.

The bottom floor mostly explored, Eiko scrambled up the ladder, hoping to find Grandma's thread supply. Instead, she saw a broken dresser and dirty cooking pot covered in cobwebs . Mildly disappointed, Eiko slid back down the ladder. Vivi was still talking to Grandma, neck craned back so he wasn't completely hidden beneath the flaps of his hat, and Grandma was hunched in her chair, fingers busily working. Eiko frowned at the sight. How did Grandma put up with kids like Vivi anyway?

Dismissing the thought, Eiko set about inspecting the cluttered belongings near the bed. A few boxes of multicolored threads were crammed between the bed and the wall, but what caught Eiko's attention was a jar labeled 'Grandma's Savings.' Instantly excited, Eiko peeked over her shoulder to make sure no one was looking before grabbing the clay bank. Removing the lid, Eiko had every intention of borrowing a few gil from Grandma, but the sight in the jar made her hesitate. Nine gil. Eiko glanced at Grandma's frail form and then back to the jar.

Sensing her indecision, Mog wiggled in her pocket. "We're not in Madain Sari anymore," Eiko whispered firmly. To back up her declaration, she wedged the jar back into its hiding place between the threads.

"Eiko," Vivi called, barely above the level he had been using to talk to Grandma, "Grandma says the Weapons Shop might have a different flute you could use."

"Okay!"

Momentarily distracted, Garnet watched a bird soaring away from the castle. There had been so little time since returning to Alexandria. All at once she had gained a sister summoner, lost a mother, and had to cast aside her identity as Dagger. Along with Dagger went Dagger's life. Dagger's friends. Steiner was back to saluting and not looking her in the eye, and none of the others had been to visit. Not even—

"Princess?"

Garnet returned her focus to the emissary from Lindblum. "Lord Corin, Alexandria will send any supplies required to aide in the rebuilding process." Turning her attention to the representatives of Cleyra and Burmecia, she continued, "Alexandria also pledges workers and materials for building a new home for the Cleyrans and Burmecians."

The two exchanged a glance before nodding in unison. "We accept Alexandria's pledge," Lady Satrea of Cleyra began.

"However," Lord Tol continued in a rumbling voice, "The Cleyrans and Burmecians have yet to decide where to resettle. When a decision is made, we will welcome Alexandria's aide."

Garnet nodded slightly. "I cannot change what my mother did," she addressed the group solemnly, "but I thank you all for allowing Alexandria to try to repair a little of what has been done." The emissaries nodded their approval. Lord Corin even made a short speech about how Queen Brahne had been a great ally of Lindblum for most of her life and would be remembered favorably. Garnet murmured the mandatory, "Thank you," but wasn't fooled. Her mother was considered a tyrant by much of the four kingdoms, and assigning her mother sole blame for the past year's madness was a mandatory portion of politics. Garnet could not be seen to sympathize or reassign blame, even though her mother had been controlled by Kuja. In the eyes of the four kingdoms, Queen Brahne was a villain who would live in stories to scare young children into obedience.

Sensing her discomfort, Beatrix strode purposefully forward, commanding the instant attention of everyone in the room. "Your Highness is late for your dress fitting," the General whispered in Garnet's ear.

Garnet refrained from smiling at the flimsy excuse for ending the meeting. Still, all that was left were uncomfortable pleasantries. "I'm afraid I must attend to my other duties," she apologized, rising from her chair. The three emissaries also rose. Garnet noted that they looked relieved at the interruption given that their host had no family to ask after.

They exchanged goodbyes and veiled assurances that they did not hold Garnet responsible for Queen Brahne's actions before departing for their respective ships. Alone for a moment, her gaze turned again to the window.