Well...
[Ahem. He had considered offering that for her sake. But perhaps it was too public. He thought a quieter, more private area would be better.]
Certainly.
[Ahem. He had considered offering that for her sake. But perhaps it was too public. He thought a quieter, more private area would be better.]
Certainly.
[He took the time to send her his laugh, pleased by her assurance that she was still playing it smart. Teasing him about his insistence, really. He liked that.]
Good.
[When she arrives it's not long before he comes out of his room, greeting her with a small smile and a tip of his hat.]
Good evening, petal. Thanks fer comin'.
Good.
[When she arrives it's not long before he comes out of his room, greeting her with a small smile and a tip of his hat.]
Good evening, petal. Thanks fer comin'.
What are your thoughts about using esuna to let the Remnants drive? Or would you prefer they wait out the result of their choices?
[ On one hand it would be reasonable. But then again, they were honest about it. ]
[ On one hand it would be reasonable. But then again, they were honest about it. ]
On their own or are you okay with me suggesting that?
[ He sounds amused. But understanding. ]
[ He sounds amused. But understanding. ]
I'll do so.
[ Aerith and Zack can handle the rest. ]
[ Aerith and Zack can handle the rest. ]
[ He respects the politely closed door. Vincent would be selfish to insist that she talk about it now, that he was the one who could be the one there. They are friends. Family. It's enough that he cares.
And this wasn't the same as how he failed to truly reach out to Lucrecia when all the clues of her pain were right before him. Aerith is not Lucrecia, no matter how worried he is about what he perceives. Of course no more in the romantic sense than she had of him when Aerith touched his face. Just... that hidden sadness. The pain.
He nods. ]
Always.
[ And then, Vincent reaches out and seeks to envelope Aerith in a moment's hug, cloak and arms. It will not be lasting long; but he knows it's all he can do. He can only hope someone else will be there for her. ]
And this wasn't the same as how he failed to truly reach out to Lucrecia when all the clues of her pain were right before him. Aerith is not Lucrecia, no matter how worried he is about what he perceives. Of course no more in the romantic sense than she had of him when Aerith touched his face. Just... that hidden sadness. The pain.
He nods. ]
Always.
[ And then, Vincent reaches out and seeks to envelope Aerith in a moment's hug, cloak and arms. It will not be lasting long; but he knows it's all he can do. He can only hope someone else will be there for her. ]
M- {Oh the slip. One day it will happen. But, for now, he avoids it.} Aerith, we need your help.
This is Yazoo, actually. {Oh no, she has two teenage boys!} Kadaj and I drank...and now we want to race in the Enclosure.
It's alright. He and I are different, but not that different.
{Which he is fine with, by the way.}
Are you sure? What if there's an emergency later?
{Which he is fine with, by the way.}
Are you sure? What if there's an emergency later?
[ A gift wrapped up in a clothing box shows up birthday morning, via chorebot.
Aerith's door is knocked on. The chorebot in question has 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' printed out on its LED screen and is holding up the gift. Vincent is nowhere to be seen but it's obvious who the culprit is. ]
Aerith's door is knocked on. The chorebot in question has 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' printed out on its LED screen and is holding up the gift. Vincent is nowhere to be seen but it's obvious who the culprit is. ]
[He nods a bit. Getting to know each other again, huh. That sounds familiar, and yet...
The more he 'gets to know' Abel, the less he feels like he ever knew him at all. Alexei rubs a hand over his face and exhales sharply.]
Just having someone you know from home can be... really good, yeah?
The more he 'gets to know' Abel, the less he feels like he ever knew him at all. Alexei rubs a hand over his face and exhales sharply.]
Just having someone you know from home can be... really good, yeah?
[ Katie cackles with laughter, her dark eyes alight with pure cruel glee. Aerith's cool response really doesn't take away from her childish mirth. ]
It's a good invention, don't you think?
[ She died before it was unveiled in 1917, so it is quite novel! And convenient! For mischief. ]
It's a good invention, don't you think?
[ She died before it was unveiled in 1917, so it is quite novel! And convenient! For mischief. ]
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