She stood at the edge of the Falcon overlooking Kefka's Tower, clad in her best armor with a blade tight in her grip. Despite the battle-worn expression she wore, all Setzer pictured was the woman he woke up to that morning. The same woman who flashed a rare smile and laughed at his playful advances. A side Celes only showed for him, one Setzer came to cherish as much as flying. He knew now that whatever the outcome of the battle was, whatever their future possibly conjured, he hoped he could continue to wake up with Celes by his side.