Rinoa nodded. "I don't know if I can tame it," she explained. "It's still so new. I lock it away and I try to tell myself I won't ever use it. But Squall was hurt, on the ship, and it all came out. It was ..."

She shook her head, failing at words.

No, that wasn't entirely true. She knew the words she was supposed to use: horrible, awful, bad, wrong.

And the ones that really fit how it had felt: amazing. Incredible. Alive.

Guilt added a flush to her cheeks. Damn it.