"Tanabata." He nodded, "Yes, it is a festival, where you hang the tanzuka from trees." It had been a long time since he had gone to the festival, his wishes had been locked inside him, hidden from even himself.

He lets Tidus's words wash over him, as painful as they are. It wouldn't ever stop. Anyone could vanish at any time. But they wouldn't be forgotten.

He nodded, he was sure card would be good, he could buy some good paper as well. Filling his head with such thoughts was better than dwelling with the pain inside him.

"I can have a look..."