[ ... for a moment, she is still. Cloud .... wait. Wasn't that ... familiar after all ... ?
An old memory -- a very old memory -- works its way to the surface as horror dawns on her expression. But it's not just the memory... it's the look on Aerith's face.
... why has she turned into someone who's not from her world at all?(To her knowledge, of course.) What's going on here...?
Aerith's not the only one feeling queasy. Xion takes a few hasty steps back, raising her hands and trying an apologetic smile that just comes out kind of ill. ]
You know, I ... I think I should head back on my own.
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An old memory -- a very old memory -- works its way to the surface as horror dawns on her expression. But it's not just the memory... it's the look on Aerith's face.
... why has she turned into someone who's not from her world at all?(To her knowledge, of course.) What's going on here...?
Aerith's not the only one feeling queasy. Xion takes a few hasty steps back, raising her hands and trying an apologetic smile that just comes out kind of ill. ]
You know, I ... I think I should head back on my own.