FFVI, Edgar/Locke: A young king buries himself in his work. A chance meeting proves a much-needed distraction. A stranger becomes a companion. [Pre-canon]
FFV, Faris: Even when off-duty, young Faris practices to someday fill the boots of a captain. A short break from the sea brings about a great - if at times stressful - adventure with a group of friends ashore. [Pre-canon]
FFVI: Locke & Celes must address certain things within themselves on the road to Narshe before they can learn to communicate with each other.
The Queen of Swords is dead. Long live the Queen. [Scene expansion of the epilogue. Ovelia/Agrias.]
It is a strange thing to face one's own grave.