Oh, good. Because Petey was now going to attempt to chew on some of it. It was too bright and happy to resist!

Just what Reno always wanted: cat-spit in his hair.

"Sometimes," Rikku said, unsure of where she was even going with this, or how to say it, "... sometimes? I ... realize that being with you means that I'm not ... as good as I used to be, about locking things up. And that's good, I mean, it's great, for me, but it's bad for ... when you need to save the world."