((I'll just combine Braska and Auron here for now to make things easier on myself x.x))

They had arrived at the meeting at separate times but found one another quickly enough. It was easy enough for Braska to spot Auron, or rather his coat, in the small crowd that had appeared at the station, though the High Summoner couldn't say he had been expecting his friend to be so close to the front. Had he spoken with Jecht before the meeting? Braska smiled at Auron, who nodded in return.

"I must admit, I am a little excited about this," Braska said. "It is odd... not to do this in the shadows, I mean."

Auron shook his head. "They were preferable," he replied, "But there's no going back."

Braska frowned. "You should have a little more faith in him."

Auron looked away. He never said he didn't. "We'll see how he does."

Braska sighed, turning his attention back to the stage as Jecht stepped on. Noticing something a little off, he frowned, squinting a little before his eyes immediately went wide again. He was blindfolded? Braska turned to Auron, who showed no signs of surprise.

Deep down, knowing Jecht's motives, Auron was a little impressed.