Kimahri had been nearly inseparable from Yuna ever since they'd arrived at Besaid. Some of the priests had objected to him staying, but there had been no denying him in the end, not when he was so determined to do as the little girl had asked.

Seeing the young lady walk along the jungle paths, giggling, as the Ronso towered behind her and held his spear ready to attack anything that dared to harm her... it certainly put a different light on the old joke about being adopted by a cat.