Squall would. If he can find a way to remember, to keep that memory. Maybe he can fight it... futile as it is with their track record.

He knits his brows, not pleased with what he's hearing. He's not good at any of those things. He's just trying to adapt and survive.

"I don't want blind obedience," he scowls. "Not thinking for ourselves got us in trouble in the first place." He looks away from Nida, staring at the far wall, realizing he should explain himself. "It's who you are. You shouldn't lose that."