He realizes it’s you when the barrel of your gun is pressing against his cheek. Sonon’s breath stills, the world narrowing to the space between you, between the metal in your hands and the disbelief in his eyes. For a moment, neither of you move. It’s been years since you left Wutai after the war and disappeared without a trace. In the brief moment he’d been separated from Yuffie, his world had turned on its head.

Here you are at Shinra HQ, staring at him like you never expected to find him here either. Sonon exhales sharply, a humourless laugh escaping his lips. “So you’re a Turk now?” His voice is hoarse, disbelieving. His gaze flickers over you, taking in the hardened set of your jaw, the way your fingers hesitate. You were childhood friends once, but you’d sided with Shinra. The same Shinra that killed his sister and got away with it.