Braska returned her embrace, holding her tightly. He didn't think he'd ever be able to quite shake the feeling of holding the little girl he had left behind so long ago when he held Yuna, but, then again, something told Braska that was a problem many fathers had. "That's a good girl," he said softly.

He held her in his arms a few moments longer before he let her go, taking a few steps back. "But I should be on my way. I have... much to think about, I think."