Rydia, after being untransformed from her imp state, and after all
had been recovered by Rosa and Cecil, began to speak, disconcerted,

    "So... now what?  We've assaulted Edgar, and he's proved much too
powerful for all of us...  What are we going to do?  Did you see how
long it took for him to take us out?  He didn't take a hit!" she
pouted.  Everything had been fine, until they had decided to storm
Figaro, she thought.  Now, Celes was gone; their team had been
decimated.  She looked, expectant of a reply from her companions.  They
were all as confused as her.  Before any of them could speak, she spoke
again.

    "I think we simply need more heroes," she said.  "I intend to go
search for more people."  She slowed.  She was thinking of leaving her
companions again, to find other friends.  She had done this once,
unwillingly, and gained strength in her call magic.  Perhaps it would
occur again.  She stammered out now, scared, "So... Who's coming?"  She
brushed her hair out of her eyes, which were starting to get watery
again, and looked up.  She was surprised to see FuSoYa speak first.

    "She's right, you know, more heroes.  And now that we have two
airships, we can split up, therefore we will be able to find help more
quickly."

    Now Edge broke in.  "Well, I'm going with Rydia, there's no way I'm
splitting up with her again."  He walked over to where Rydia stood, and
embraced her in his arms... and they watched the others for their
replies.