#fleeting-ace

☆Starter call: @fleeting-ace ---------------------------------------------- "Tidus?" Yuna says slowly. "What is this?" Tired after a long day negotiating at the temple, Yuna had hoped to come back to a nice, dark hut where she could fall onto her bed and sleep for maybe a day or two - heh, as if Wakka would ever let her do that! Still, it's a warm thought... Instead, there's... this. Tidus has been insistent on sleeping in the old Crusader's Lodge ever since his return. Whilst Yuna hates it, and has expressed as much, she does grudgingly appreciate the gentlemanly thought behind it. She had already said goodnight to him a few hours ago while she and the other diplomats were taking a break, and so it had been, of course, safe to assume she wouldn't see him until the following day (as much as it clenches her heart to remember that). Yet, here he is. Apron on. At her stove. Granted, it's not as if she hadn't been suspicious of something on approach, but this? ... She would never have guessed this.