"Shouldn't you take it more seriously? I have it on good authority the original instigator of this celebration was pretty particular about traditions," she drawled, raising her own champagne and taking a sip, setting it aside afterwards.

"Too bad she missed the festival though, huh? I bet she would have liked trying to win a goldfish at your stall. She was really looking forward to seeing everyone," the woman remarked, watching Squall from the corner of her eye, smile sad and fond.