"We should steal an airship," Rikku decided, snuggling in. Ignoring the quacking. "Pops's ship is still kinda crappy. I guess Brother found a new one? But who knows if we can get it up and running. I mean, Brother thinks he can but he's not that bright. I'm glad you weren't worried. I probably would've worried. I think I worry more than you. I missed you. Did anything good happen while I was gone?"

Oh, look, Rikku could still talk the paint off a wall. That was good.