"I was vocal about everyone," He dismissed. Nida mentioning that he remembered Seifer only earned a dark look, fairly certain that was some kind of insult. He did close the door behind him, because it's polite, not because Nida told him to. Rinoa would kill him if he let her cat out.

A loss indeed, a large part of Seifer had wanted to see him as well. Despite the apprehension, he should at least... he didn't know. It was probably better this way. But he could hardly vocalize such things to Nida, a man who clearly hated his guts with plenty of reasons to do so. Couldn't risk too much with someone like him. And even if Nida didn't hate him, he still saw Seifer as an obligation. Not a good reason to stick around.

Though he did falter at those words, briefly the conflict clear on his face. A part of him mistrusting, another desperately hoping it was true. Another, grief, so much grief. Quickly shielded behind his usually scowling mask. Not worth dwelling on. They had a situation to deal with. Instead he just hunched his shoulders against the cold and trucked after Nida. Squall older than him, now that would be a sight to see.