Auron wished he could see it as well. A Spira not held in Sin--and Yevon's--grip... He couldn't picture it, and he doubted that he ever could without seeing it for himself. Jecht's Zanarkand had been the closest he'd eveer been, but that was hardly the same. At most it was a reminder of what it would eventually become. The reflection of what once was...

He couldn't see this new Spira. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't and he knew that. This world of memories was closer to the world he belonged in than Yuna's Spira ever would be. All of this he left unsaid. It wasn't his place.