She also braced, ready to retort, but the moment passed, and then she was taking the two paltry steps it took to reach as far as you could go into a sleeper cabin before Wen Qing could change her mind.

The alcohol changed hands without protest. It was some kind of fruit liquor, surprisingly smooth, which was why Light had claimed it as payment for providing Reno with the other bottle. Now it could serve a purpose higher than getting some smug asshole drunk.

"Seeing him leave... It's the worst kind of feeling, huh?" she completed, thinking of how she'd feel seeing Serah's back disappearing into the fog. Setting the water bottle on the little table, and draping half of the blanket over Qing's lap as she settled down beside her.

Her final action was to pull two glasses from the centre of where she'd wrapped the blanket around them, and hold them out. "Don't get me wrong, I'm glad I got to meet him, but you two deserved to stay together."