Everything's about fighting for survival when you're a mercenary. It's a mindset Squall doesn't know how to shake.

"Seifer can make you a weapon. If you use a sword, you can have one until you get your own. He'll probably want to push you around in exchange. He's an ass but he's not a bad guy."

He rests the back of his head against the wall, half stares up at the sky.

"Cloud works for the mafia. We might be able to get untraceable duos there. I can get things from Premium Foods if I ask. Another hideout wouldn't be a bad idea. There's the underground and the bars."

He holds out a hand and pulls up his sleeve to show off the ice symbol on his right arm.

"My friends and I bought the spell tattoos." He shrugs. "The Head took away our summons so we can't use magic. I wouldn't risk it if you still have yours."