Digitalis Old English folklore said that foxes wore the flowers on their paws to silence movement and stealthily stalk prey. Healing, pain, insincerity, insecurity
[ If world travel is a thing and Marina can get away from it all with Rondo, permanently, then that seems good to him. And everyone else getting their time stuff sorted out, that's fine too. ]
But if we're able to afford getting a bit more wiggle room than being returned exactly to the moment we were taken from, then... I think I'll at least want to wrap up some business in Rondon.
That's not a bad start. I'm sure you aren't the only one who doesn't want to go back right to the exact moment. For you then...it would be going back a little, right?
[ He frowns. The emotionshare here is conflicted, torn, like just the process of going down this rabbit hole of thinking tears open scabbed wounds, barely-held together stitches.
If he were to go back, how far could he go? Could he return to before whenever the Baron killed both himself and his wife, try desperately to stop it? But then he might be considered a deserter of the war, which comes with its own slew of problems. If he was just returned to the beginning of Prehevil, he would just have to relive those three days again. If he was returned right between those two events, he... he can't say with certainty that he wouldn't go back regardless. ]
I don't know, I still have to... figure that out too.
Sorry. I didn't mean to pry. [because it's not her business, she's just worried. as she said. she knows it's been a long chain of awful events for him, and she doesn't necessarily like that timing may not even change too much unless it's so specific for him.]
I know we don't have much left now, but we do have time. There's time to take a little for yourself to think things through. Weigh the pros and cons, and try to think of how it may turn out.
Just making sure. [the vibe is that she deeply respects his privacy but always wants to tread the fine line of making sure she's not crossing his boundaries asking questions.] But I'm glad to hear that much.
[there's a little pause then.]
If you won't let me worry, can I at least make you a drink while we're here?
You can't, no. [she will just admit that. aerith always worries about the people she loves, that is just a fact.] Give me a base, and I'll make you something good! Unless you want me to try my hand at an old fashioned?
It tends to be uneventful aside from the curses flying around.
[ He says but he's lying, the emotionshare is full of dislike. He absently chases any signs of black wisps and scrawls over his body, particularly the arms, like he wants to disperse them before they have a chance to form words. ]
It is a Monday. Curses usually run rampant, but maybe we'll get lucky and things will stay quieter since it's the last week.
[she can sense that emotionshare though...]
...things are okay. I've been thinking of what's next, and about some of the things I need to do before we get too far into things. Quite a few steps, but the timing's important. [mixing...] Is it hard for you to be honest about how you feel sometimes even when a person asks?
[she could have been more delicate about it, but in a way she kind of is.]
Little bit, yeah. [of a dishonest answer, but it's okay.] I don't always like the idea of saying what's easiest, but I can understand why it works when the idea of unraveling everything else is daunting. I just don't want it to be a case where you don't say it because you don't want to since you think it's the wrong way to feel.
A Manhattan! [she holds up her book to show him a picture. it looks pretty similar, so she must've done something right.] It'll only look as good as it tastes.
[all judgment withheld until the final taste test...but.]
I don't know about that. Rondon's got a few hole-in-the-wall places whose food will make you doubt your nose, but the taste is fantastic... though yeah, appearance is a good bonus.
[ He takes the drink by its stem but doesn't sip yet, glancing at her, then to its red surface, giving it a soft swirl. ]
It doesn't feel good, does it? Feeling the way I do... it probably is wrong. But I... I don't want you to think it's wrong for everybody, I guess...?
No different than the slums, I suppose. [living where she used to, it was probably fairly common for places to seem bad but actually turn out okay because of the effort people put in. she watches him take the drink, and she's not offended he doesn't try it yet but she leans on the bar to listen.]
No, I imagine it doesn't. But...I meant more I don't want you to feel guilty or ashamed for feeling that way to the point you don't want to try to tell someone to get it a little more organized in your own head. I get that it's not always so easy though. There are things I still haven't told people either.
[ He just quietly busies himself with taking a sip instead. The emotion here is a soft disquiet, like the emotion you get from hearing a low, off-tune drone. He lets the taste sit a moment, enjoying it proper, eye closing; it's the least he can do for Aerith. ]
[understandable. she watches him, and when he gives his assessment of the taste there's a soft smile.]
I'm glad. [and she is, judging by the brief flutter of fond and pleased emotions that settle into a quiet of her own.] ...I don't know for sure if I'll be able to go home and return to them, but it can't hurt to learn new things to take back just in case. Easier to think about it that way than anything else sometimes.
You aren't wrong about that. I think even a few weeks ago nobody was quite sure what to expect.
[but...ah.]
...Cloud...doesn't exactly know yet. But I'm going to tell him soon. [but he's not wrong either, since apparently yuffie later this week tells her she used a revive item for aerith.]
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It's fine. Already got that covered.
[ If world travel is a thing and Marina can get away from it all with Rondo, permanently, then that seems good to him. And everyone else getting their time stuff sorted out, that's fine too. ]
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If you're sure. [...] I just want to make sure you'll still be a little okay when we're all apart. Guess I'm just kinda worried.
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But if we're able to afford getting a bit more wiggle room than being returned exactly to the moment we were taken from, then... I think I'll at least want to wrap up some business in Rondon.
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That's not a bad start. I'm sure you aren't the only one who doesn't want to go back right to the exact moment. For you then...it would be going back a little, right?
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[ He shakes his head. ]
No. Sending me back in time is...
[ He frowns. The emotionshare here is conflicted, torn, like just the process of going down this rabbit hole of thinking tears open scabbed wounds, barely-held together stitches.
If he were to go back, how far could he go? Could he return to before whenever the Baron killed both himself and his wife, try desperately to stop it? But then he might be considered a deserter of the war, which comes with its own slew of problems. If he was just returned to the beginning of Prehevil, he would just have to relive those three days again. If he was returned right between those two events, he... he can't say with certainty that he wouldn't go back regardless. ]
I don't know, I still have to... figure that out too.
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Sorry. I didn't mean to pry. [because it's not her business, she's just worried. as she said. she knows it's been a long chain of awful events for him, and she doesn't necessarily like that timing may not even change too much unless it's so specific for him.]
I know we don't have much left now, but we do have time. There's time to take a little for yourself to think things through. Weigh the pros and cons, and try to think of how it may turn out.
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[ Prying. ]
...I have been, don't you worry about that.
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[there's a little pause then.]
If you won't let me worry, can I at least make you a drink while we're here?
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I don't think I can stop you from worrying. [ Is Aerith ever not worried about something? ] But sure, I'd like to see what you can make.
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[ She can try that old-fashioned or she can end up making him a completely different something. He'll try it regardless. ]
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Other than the ears, how's today so far? [just...mental check-in.]
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It tends to be uneventful aside from the curses flying around.
[ He says but he's lying, the emotionshare is full of dislike. He absently chases any signs of black wisps and scrawls over his body, particularly the arms, like he wants to disperse them before they have a chance to form words. ]
Yours?
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[she can sense that emotionshare though...]
...things are okay. I've been thinking of what's next, and about some of the things I need to do before we get too far into things. Quite a few steps, but the timing's important. [mixing...] Is it hard for you to be honest about how you feel sometimes even when a person asks?
[she could have been more delicate about it, but in a way she kind of is.]
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Depends a bit on how much you're asking, but I guess that's also a bit of a dishonest answer in itself.
It's easier to say I'm alright, and it's not entirely wrong. I'm getting by.
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Little bit, yeah. [of a dishonest answer, but it's okay.] I don't always like the idea of saying what's easiest, but I can understand why it works when the idea of unraveling everything else is daunting. I just don't want it to be a case where you don't say it because you don't want to since you think it's the wrong way to feel.
[presents him with a manhattan.]
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[ Like... tbf. But away with that, he looks at this manhattan with a bit of an impressed look. ]
Oh? This looks pretty good.
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[all judgment withheld until the final taste test...but.]
What makes you say that?
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[ He takes the drink by its stem but doesn't sip yet, glancing at her, then to its red surface, giving it a soft swirl. ]
It doesn't feel good, does it? Feeling the way I do... it probably is wrong. But I... I don't want you to think it's wrong for everybody, I guess...?
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No, I imagine it doesn't. But...I meant more I don't want you to feel guilty or ashamed for feeling that way to the point you don't want to try to tell someone to get it a little more organized in your own head. I get that it's not always so easy though. There are things I still haven't told people either.
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[ He just quietly busies himself with taking a sip instead. The emotion here is a soft disquiet, like the emotion you get from hearing a low, off-tune drone. He lets the taste sit a moment, enjoying it proper, eye closing; it's the least he can do for Aerith. ]
It's good.
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I'm glad. [and she is, judging by the brief flutter of fond and pleased emotions that settle into a quiet of her own.] ...I don't know for sure if I'll be able to go home and return to them, but it can't hurt to learn new things to take back just in case. Easier to think about it that way than anything else sometimes.
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Chin up, you're not alone after all.
[ Cloud and Yuffie are right nearby. ]
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[but...ah.]
...Cloud...doesn't exactly know yet. But I'm going to tell him soon. [but he's not wrong either, since apparently yuffie later this week tells her she used a revive item for aerith.]
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[ YOU HIDING THIS FROM CLOUD ICLY FOR 2 WHOLE MONTHS IS SO FUNNY did you hide it from Zia also. ]
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