"From the sound of it, your Zack has a fair bit more to contend with than ours ever did."

Tseng sighed. The Zack that he knew didn't know what tomorrow would bring. And for a moment he wondered if perhaps that was all the better for him.

Knowing would be almost like torture. Waiting.

"He'll need you."

But then, who did that leave for Aerith?

... He refused to let his brain wander to the possibility that there was a shadow's chance, for some other Tseng...