*Selphie pouts a little at that, not sure who he was talking about or what he was talking about. She sighs too, aware that now it doesn't matter. All of that is...gone now. So she sits in silence for a moment, before glancing up at him*

So tomorrow, if I see you around on the ship, and you're sober - you'll say hi now, won't you? And things will be normal?

*Not that things between the two of them had ever really been normal*