"Honestly, it was really obvious," Cid's expression was saying. Of course it had been. She'd just ignored the signs, convinced herself that to Kain, she was a friend and only that. Pretended that she didn't know him well enough to notice those longing looks hidden under a heavy helm. Brushed off how his hands would linger, unwilling to part, on her skin. Her selfless love for Cecil made her selfish, made her turn away from an obvious truth. Kain's selfish love for her made him selfless, made him suffer and turned him against them. And it was all her fault.