Squall picked the dried fruit because he tended to lean towards sweeter things rather than salty. (Give Squall a choice and he'd always go for sweet foods...) He started to munch, enjoying the treat.

"I'm glad you seem excited. Even if you won't tell me anything about what we're doing."

He gestured to the window. "Deling City, right?"

They'd traveled around so much by train in the past that he knew almost all the routes.