Carousel

It was a vicious cycle that she didn't have the strength to break—a carousel ride that kept spinning and spinning. Rikku's breath hitched as the stoic warrior strode past them, presumably headed towards her private quarters at the rear of the Celsius. She knew the gleam in those blood-red eyes and she shivered, part of her afraid and the other… "I-I'll be right back, Yunie…"