Yeah, and then you totally bunnied me into this:

"Rin," Seifer said, his voice still even as if he were asking her the time. "A kiss, for old time's sake?"

Rinoa blinked. No, she shouldn't; Squall, she thought, Squall was still in the forefront of her mind, and in fact in the back of her mind too, tugging nebulously on that bond they didn't know how to use - but part of her was so desperate to have something of her own that wasn't Sorceress, to prove to people that she was more than Squall's -

...I can already tell this is going to turn into something long.