"I met Sora here. He spouted some nonsense about knowing me." Man this really sucked. Yuffie kept her tea on the coffee table and then laid down on the couch. Her knees were propped up over the couches side, her hair fanning across the surface. It has grown past her shoulders at this point. She's been to lazy to cut it.

"So I don't know."

Yuffie was not comfortable with not knowing. "And why can't I be a princess?" Her head turned to look at him with a slight pout. Seriously Cid, you're so mean!