A year had passed more or less peacefully in Zett's home, too. The world had been saved from what was threatening it before Animus's whole shindig destroyed it. Setsuna and Mirai were doing well, and Zett spent as much time bothering them as he did hanging around the Tower and bothering the friends he'd made there.

Like right now.

"Romeo~ Romeo~~~~~"

Whether he likes it or not, he's being tackled in a hug.