Iroh was gone. This was his chance! To get this over with without someone listening in!

Zidane could feel himself sweating all the way to finding his table, awkwardly lowering himself into a chair. She was a sweet girl, and either way someone was going to kill him no matter what he did - whether it be Wolf or Dagger.

He would rather get mutilated by Wolf. Better to lose a friend than the love of his life, right? Jeez, he couldn't help who he was. These things just happened to him.

Dammit.

"Hey, so, Osaka - if that ramen shop is still open, how about we go sometime? As... friends." ...That was a good start, right?

Who was he kidding, this was Osaka.