"Squall! Any clue what's going on here?" Bartz yelled, waving. Everyone but him was waving weapons around, he felt a little left out. "Wait. ...Vanille?" He had head the name before but couldn't quite recall who it belonged to. He certainly couldn't see its owner anywhere.

After a second or so of watching Fang act out the memory, he turned back to Squall.

"Is she...okay? Think we should get help?"