"I've noticed you putting on weight," she smiled. And then facepalmed. "Not in a bad way. That sounds like ... dude, you were all skin and bones, you know? Your face kinda filled in some. You're ... you seem like you sleep better. Like you're not just gonna waste away into nothing."

She was chewing away her lower lip. "No, that's not right. You never -- you never seemed like you were going to break. Just that you were going to get more and more stretched out. Hollowed out, almost. I don't know." She kissed his cheek. "I worried about you. Still kinda do. Just ... less."

Rikku hugged her knees in closer, mulling over the question. Or avoiding it. "It's nothing," she said. "Just a little ..." She had her hand see-saw back and forth. "Wobbly."