By now Ed's gotten used to Yuffie's manner of leading him around, not even batting an eye as she takes his hand. He was watching the water quietly when she spoke, causing is attention to turn back to her curiously.

After a pause he smiles ruefully, a mix of nostalgia and bitterness. "Al and I don't ... really have a home. We started traveling when we were kids and never stopped - at least, before I was taken from our world." A shrug as golden eyes turn back to the water.

"When we were little though... We lived near a river not too different from this one. It was big, probably not safe to swim in even if we did. There wasn't really a beach, though. Not anything like these, anyway."