Funny story...I ended up beating the Queen of Cards in a match and had it specially made; it was as good a photo as I thought I was ever going to get and I've held onto it ever since. I was proud of you then...I'm still proud of you; of all the choices you've had to make and will have to make, and of the way you manage to carry yourself despite what you've been through. You inspire the people around you, you bring out the good in people even if you don't see it sometimes.

[He sighed, for a moment that fragility seemed to give way to something much warmer and almost nostalgic; even if Squall hated his guts, he couldn't have asked for a better son, that much was true.]

I'm from a different time, remember? I've seen the lives you changed, I've seen firsthand the man your choices made you and it made me more proud than I can ever express. When it comes to brass tacks, you're a good man...I couldn't ask any more of you than that.

[He nodded his head slightly as an affirmation of his statement, he'd waited a long time to say that...Squall would likely be enraged, but he felt it needed to be said.]