Tidus found her leaning against a building. Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she had a torn doll in one hand. He crouched down to be eye level with her.

"Hi, I'm Tidus, what's your name?"

She couldn't have been older than five, he guessed. She looked up at him, bright blue eyes piercing him through. She sniffled, struggling to stop wailing.

"Eveya," she said quietly, rubbing her eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked, putting his hands on her waist, seeing that she was obviously without a parent. "Where's your mommy?"

"I can't find her. I saw her over there," she pointed down the street, "and then I didn't see her again after that. And now it's dark."

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Tidus asked quietly. She sniffled again, and hugged her tattered doll to her chest.

"A little."

"I'm going to help you find your mommy, then. What does she look like?" Tidus smiled and lifted Eveya up onto his shoulders and began to walk down the street where she had pointed.

"She's pretty and has red hair," Eveya continued sniffling, still battling tears.

Tidus walked through the half-weary crowd, searching for any women with red hair. He couldn't help thinking that he'd much rather be looking for Yuna. Eveya suddenly let out a little cry, and pointed. "There she is, right in front of us!" Tidus let her down and held her hand until she ran away in front of him. As she ran, the crowd thinned and disappeared, as did the buildings.

The gorgeous red-haired woman picked up the child and slowly, her appearance changing into Yunalesca. The child changed into Ceres, pigtails and all. He tilted his head to the side, and it was apparent that he was confused.

"There are some who take this road, but you are only one of three who have made it back. And, you didn't seriously think that three questions would test your character enough for us, did you?" Yunalesca asked, smiling a bit.

"Well, I guess not," Tidus scratched his head, and stood in awe that things could have gone so wrong so fast. He never would have managed to get to Yuna. He was practically gaping at how almost-stupid he had been. Ceres smiled at him.

"Are you going to back to Yuna now? Can you make her stop crying? It makes us all sad when she cries. ." Ceres said the words quietly, almost unsure if she'd said the right thing.

Tidus looked up at Yunalesca, wondering on the verdict. She smiled pensively, although it was halfway apparent that she had made up her mind.

"You want me to send you to Besaid?" she smiled. Tidus could hardly contain his excitement, he felt like flying. Screaming. Yelling in celebration, or something.

"Besaid would be good," he said quietly. "Thank you."

"Tidus, you really deserve it. I've never known someone who deserves it more, except perhaps Yuna. You two really are wonderful. Tell her I said so," Yunalesca smiled and walked away. As she did, he was sucked into a white light, a weightlessness, then suddenly he was standing on the beach in Besaid, where it was beginning to rain.