Would she? Rinoa wonders for a moment who she's become and how that reflects on her family. Well, her mother, anyway. It seems as if the entire world knows what's become of her and General Caraway. She shakes her head slowly. She's not done anything impressive or left much of a mark on the world save the idea that she freed a horrendous sorceress and then inherited her powers.

Her head tips, not fully convinced by Squall's words and finding the irony in the situation. She's the one oft trying to be encouraging for him. It's not supposed to be the other way around. She eyes him for some time and finally releases a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

"I am who I am, that's for certain." She manages to muster up a gentle smile and as her gaze lingers upon him, she squeezes his hand once more before she releases it. "There's no way to know for certain, but this is the life we've both been given. It's how we played the cards anyway all open, same, plus, random. At the end of it all, I'm happy that we can be together, Squall. Thank you."