"Quistis," Rinoa said, with a wavery sort of tone in her voice. Dammit. Their stupid fight was raising all of her insecurities all over again. Quistis wasn't irrational, or immature, or whatever the hell else Squall had said.

Maybe in some universe ... ugh.

She didn't want to think about that.

"I kind of hate SeeD, sometimes," she said, softly. She wasn't reaching to take the phone away. And she wasn't letting go, either. "You guys needed ... families. Not ... that."

They were all kind of fantastically broken, in their own ways.