"Who's Rinoa?"
Seifer looked up sharply at the unexpected question.
"Seifer, who's Rinoa?" Squall didn't look angry, which Seifer thought was a bad sign. He just looked... resigned.
"She's just some girl I know," Seifer said, trying too hard to sound casual. "Come on, do you want to do this, or not?" he asked, changing the subject desperately and waving Hyperion in Squall's general direction.
"Hm." Squall didn't move save but to cock his head to the side and look at Seifer a long moment.
"No. I don't think I want to do this anymore," he said at long last, and the look in his eyes was meaningful.
Seifer tried to tell himself that he didn't care, but he was getting too good at lying these days. Even to himself.
