Unfortunately, Jecht couldn't really see it the way Yuna did. He couldn't picture himself as helping Spira move forward, not when... Auron had told him that he had become Sin, himself. All of the death and pain he must have caused -- children left without their parents, parents forced to live through the death of their kids. For once, the blitzer kept his comments to himself on the matter. The guilt was still overwhelming on the inside.

"Yeah," he acknowledged the gunner. "That sphere..." Again, realization. Acceptance of an event beyond his control. Just another thing he couldn't stand about this place, real or not.

He cleared his throat, trudging forward again, but turning back to address the monk. "Tch. Musta gone forward without us. Some guardian I turned out to be..." he muttered, again, under his breath. "Well," he raised his voice as he continued, "ain't no place to go but forward then, knowin' him, he's probably waitin' for us at the exit, wonderin' what's takin' us so long!" he announced, as much for the reassurance of the group, as he hoped to convince himself.