Abandoned train station, Fisherman's Horizon
Nobody understood. They were waiting for him to come back. Waiting for him to apologize. Even Rinoa thought he'd just walk back, and when he didn't, she started crying again. Didn't they understand? He just needed some space right now. And to know that people still cared. Quistis did her best to comfort Rinoa again, and then packed up a few things and headed out. He wouldn't have gone far.
She found him curled up, sleeping, in the ruins of the train station. She set the bag down by him, and put a note on top, weighted down with a rock.
Take as long as you need, but come home soon.
- Q
Then she carefully kissed him on the forehead and whispered, "You're really stupid sometimes, Squall. You know that? But we love you anyway." He stirred a little, and she hurried away.
Some time during the night, the note blew away.
Squall woke up painfully. He'd cried himself to sleep last night.
(I never cry.)
He didn't even think he was still able to cry.
(I haven't cried since I was a boy.)
And no one had come to find him. He hadn't gone far, but no one had come looking. Part of him had hoped they would. Some friends they were...
He saw the bag. Someone had come...
Food and water. Clean shirt, pants, and underwear. His other jacket.
They wanted him to leave.
So, he would.
(I'm all alone, Sis...)
He picked up his gunblade case and the bag, and started westward down the tracks. It would be a long walk to Timber. From there, who knew?
(I'm all alone. But I can make it on my own.)