[Seifer really didn't want to talk about it anymore, in the end the only people who needed to know how remorseful he was, was Fujin and Raijin. Even then, he decided to keep most of the snit to himself. Whatever, right? Time to change the subject. He wasn't about to do sharing and caring with the Chicken-wuss.]

"No clue yet. Got Mars, the magical cotton candy moogle showing me the way."

[that only made the moogle cross his arms, and look away. He already claimed that he didn't smell that way but Seifer begged to differ.]

"Why? You got suggestions?," he asked, eyebrow arched.