[Between the lesson with Squall about Gunblades, and the expo going on during the day, he had been doing a bit more reading than he was practice. When nightfall came, he settled on the idea of visiting the training center. It had an odd comfort to him. The trees themselves were foreign, but the wild monsters and dense foliage all reminded him of home.

Sooner or later, he'd need to do more extensive practice with his Brood powers. Now would have been a good a time as any to get a little combat practice in, and maybe some flight later.

He sheathed his sword and settled into his usual stance, allowing his hands to rest at his side. Transforming always felt the same, like letting the knot out of a garden hose. The initial rush of energy always felt a little overwhelming, but the whole affair was second nature at this point. The only thing that stopped him from completing the process was the sound of another person being present.]

Maybe Rinoa is practicing again?