[ it is more difficult to hear their voices. they're still there, of course--there's no removing them at this point--but they're not the clamor they usually are. it doesn't mean he trusts them, even with chaos to help control them.
aerith is like this, though, isn't she? she'd been a kind girl before, but there's a different sort of maturity to her now. he supposes death has a way of changing one. (he'd know that, wouldn't he?) ]
I.. [ he hesitates. ] I have one. Broken, but not badly damaged. And I'm not certain if it will help. [ he hadn't tried one before. technically his body is.. dead, after all. who knows what might have happened? ]
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aerith is like this, though, isn't she? she'd been a kind girl before, but there's a different sort of maturity to her now. he supposes death has a way of changing one. (he'd know that, wouldn't he?) ]
I.. [ he hesitates. ] I have one. Broken, but not badly damaged. And I'm not certain if it will help. [ he hadn't tried one before. technically his body is.. dead, after all. who knows what might have happened? ]