*Selphie knows even Aya's footsteps, and her tense shoulders droop when she senses him behind her*

I thought you were dead...

*Her voice comes out in a cracked whisper, then she nakes a soft noise like she is trying not to cry. She shuffles round to face him but still does not looking at him, staring at a point on his chest instead*

I thought I was holding your dead body. But then I wasn't. I find you again and then I think that you're dying... You took that shot - and I was... I was...

*Finally she does look up at him with a facw full of anguish and her cheeks damp with tears*

I can't even say it. I don't know how to. I can't describe the pain, the horrible terrible pain...

*But now it's too hard for her to talk. Her hands turn into fists and she rests them against her eyes. Even after all this time, Selphie still doesn't like Aya to see her cry*