[ well, this was a pickle they'd found themselves in, but certainly not the worst thing to happen to yuna in her lifetime. but it certainly wasn't the best. either way, she was okay with waiting in the vehicle, and trusted URSULA to solve whatever issue they were having as soon as they could, but she was also amenable to trying to swim back to base. she could hold her breath for a while — 2 minutes and 41 seconds, to be exact — and wasn't afraid of the ocean.
she turns to the companion in the ship with her, her face as calm as she can manage. she was a little stressed, but she was used to this — to saving face for others. ]
Well, what would you be more comfortable doing? It's fine if you want to stay. I won't leave you.
f.
[ she was used to waking up like this, even before working for URSULA — she carried a lot of baggage with her, and yuna had always had difficulty sleeping. it only got worse as she got older, and had simmered to only 'occasional' since her eternal calm had begun, but some nights she still was plagued with dreams of him.. of an emptiness, feeling like she could have done something else.
these dreams were something else entirely, a tug to something foreign and strange, but ultimately it was solved the same way she'd solve this issue if she were back on Besaid — a swim. it was something she'd gotten good at since she began living on Besaid as a young girl. everyone swam, and wakka taught her how to do it well — she wasn't quite on the level of a professional blitzball player, but it was soothing and familiar.
she had just suited up, and was preparing to leave, when she hears footsteps. she felt almost guilty, being up this late when she knew they had important things to do tomorrow, so she doesn't quite leave yet, waiting for the other person to come around the corner. ]
.. Was it the same for you, too? That same dream we all seem to have.
yuna / final fantasy x
[ well, this was a pickle they'd found themselves in, but certainly not the worst thing to happen to yuna in her lifetime. but it certainly wasn't the best. either way, she was okay with waiting in the vehicle, and trusted URSULA to solve whatever issue they were having as soon as they could, but she was also amenable to trying to swim back to base. she could hold her breath for a while — 2 minutes and 41 seconds, to be exact — and wasn't afraid of the ocean.
she turns to the companion in the ship with her, her face as calm as she can manage. she was a little stressed, but she was used to this — to saving face for others. ]
Well, what would you be more comfortable doing? It's fine if you want to stay. I won't leave you.
f.
[ she was used to waking up like this, even before working for URSULA — she carried a lot of baggage with her, and yuna had always had difficulty sleeping. it only got worse as she got older, and had simmered to only 'occasional' since her eternal calm had begun, but some nights she still was plagued with dreams of him.. of an emptiness, feeling like she could have done something else.
these dreams were something else entirely, a tug to something foreign and strange, but ultimately it was solved the same way she'd solve this issue if she were back on Besaid — a swim. it was something she'd gotten good at since she began living on Besaid as a young girl. everyone swam, and wakka taught her how to do it well — she wasn't quite on the level of a professional blitzball player, but it was soothing and familiar.
she had just suited up, and was preparing to leave, when she hears footsteps. she felt almost guilty, being up this late when she knew they had important things to do tomorrow, so she doesn't quite leave yet, waiting for the other person to come around the corner. ]
.. Was it the same for you, too? That same dream we all seem to have.