04 - Inbox

[ancientflower]

"I'm not here, so say goodbye, or leave a message, and I'll reply!"


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[dontcallmebro]

[That question makes Cloud pause, unease plastered over his face as he tries to think of the best answer to give. A reassuring but honest answer, which wouldn't be lying to Aerith but wouldn't make her worry either.

.....But he doesn't have one. Because he has no idea what has happened to Tifa, only theories from different people, which may or may not be true. But not knowing makes it even more frustrating.]

I.....don't know.


I don't think anyone does.

[ancientflower]

Hmm... I've heard different things. I hope she's returned home again.

[And she wasn't captured and being experimented on like Sephiroth seemed to believe. It bothered her to think about. But when Tifa came back she hadn't said anything about it... So she wondered.

If they had the power to bring people from other worlds, surely they would have the power to wipe minds?

It was a scary thought.

Aerith's arms tightened a bit around Clouds arm and she closed her eyes for just a moment.]

I hope we get to see her again.

[dontcallmebro]

[Different things? So she might have heard about Verstael's ideas. Or something else. And what scares him is.....what if what Verstael says really is true? What if they really are being experimented on? What if it happens to him? Or.....the others? What if it happens to Aerith? Right under his watch, too? That thought worries him - no, terrifies him.

He hopes to see Tifa again. He wants it, more than anything. To see her safe and well. And yet he can't lie to Aerith. So, he'll tighten his grip on her too, but not enough to hurt her.]

We'll do what we can. There's a lot of shit we don't know yet. But there are a lot of us trying to find out.