When she moved closer, Zidane let one of his hands tug away from hers to hook around her waist lightly, making sure she had room to settle against him if she wanted to. It was a familiar pose, really, though before it had been for happier things.

"He wasn't...so bad," okay, so, Zidane thought he was a slimy opportunist who was trying to steal his girl, but still. Nobody deserved that.