"Bowling," Nida grins. He doesn't care if Squall likes it or not. Trying to talk him into the bowling shoes would be a beautiful thing.

But her concern? No, that isn't needed. Nida smiles.

"Rin, it's okay. I... have trouble sleeping. I sleep better when I'm not alone. I trade between his room, mine, and... well, another person's."

It isn't his place to out Seifer's presence.