"I didn't say that. I don't know what else could've been done about Terra." He really didn't. It--and Garland--had been killing Gaia. There was no sense worrying about what could have been done now, when what happened already happened. "Like I said, if you hadn't shown up, I might've done the same thing. What I mean is, what happened to Gaia is important. You didn't only hurt Terra."

He studied Kuja, trying to imagine what he might be thinking. He didn't know. He felt a lot of different things when he looked at him: angry, and afraid, and sad--but also hopeful. Because wasn't Kuja standing here talking to him rationally, possibly working with him? Maybe it was a start.

"I don't exactly have a plan yet." Honestly, he didn't. He'd rushed down into the Iifa Tree, and then, once he'd woken up in the Tower, he'd gone looking for Kuja--or Dagger, or any of his friends. "You know, stick together, watch each other's backs. Figure out what's going on around here and what we can do about it."