Kind of like how Vanille never thought about life without Fang until the escape from Euride happened. Then she had been forced to leave Fang behind and they didn't find each other for a long time. She'd been lucky to find other people to cling to, even while she was lying to them all.

"Not always," she says with a small head shake. "No more than here. You aren't fighting everything, just whatever you need to in order to survive." She turns the little seed around again, holding it up like Snow would do with Serah's crystal tear. "But it's okay. If this thing hasn't sprouted by now, it's not going to. Maybe I'll take it home and eat it later."

Oooor maybe she'll eat it now. She hasn't decided yet. Fang's not here to sway her one way or the other.