[ She’s done this before? Perhaps not as involved, not as treacherous, but she’s done this prior to this incident with Eustace, and Aerith is imagining all the ways it could happen again. Her expression twists at the thought, the smile slipping so lightly and easily, not unlike a balloon deflating. Ori twiddles her thumbs along the cup as she explains it and Aerith watches the little drip, drips off the cup, gaze focused.
It is impossible to know what another person has been through unless they tell you. That’s why it’s so important to treasure every moment you get with them, to live life to its fullness next to someone. Aerith inhales, looking sympathetic, and speaks with conviction she knows she shouldn’t have as someone who is new to this realm. So green and fresh in the face, with all the time to spare in the world. ]
When it happens again, we can get through it. We will. Together.
[ There isn’t much that she can offer but her support. She’ll do anything to prove that, alone, is worth something. ]
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It is impossible to know what another person has been through unless they tell you. That’s why it’s so important to treasure every moment you get with them, to live life to its fullness next to someone. Aerith inhales, looking sympathetic, and speaks with conviction she knows she shouldn’t have as someone who is new to this realm. So green and fresh in the face, with all the time to spare in the world. ]
When it happens again, we can get through it. We will. Together.
[ There isn’t much that she can offer but her support. She’ll do anything to prove that, alone, is worth something. ]
What happened…? The last time?