[She wants to remind him again of what he knew. Of the secrets that he kept from her after all this time. His death, and even her own on their very first day in this world. He stares at her with equal disbelief, but how is she supposed to believe him? How, when a fucking god crawled out of the Phoenix and told her all of these things? How did it know the truth of what went on, about her death and Cid's...
Why is it that she had to find out from him, and not—
...?
But the way that he looks at her has her doubting herself suddenly, her mind racing as it searches for the words that Ultima had whispered to her, and it... it has said that...
...
....]
What—
[She is about to ask him what he means this time, but before she can even get a word out, he falls into another fit of coughs, and she swallows the question back down, all of it tasting like bile.
And in spite of her anger, she brings her hands to his chest again... desperate to try and find whatever scrap of magic she has left in her drained body.]
Cidolfus, stay with me. A little longer... they are coming to get you—
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Why is it that she had to find out from him, and not—
...?
But the way that he looks at her has her doubting herself suddenly, her mind racing as it searches for the words that Ultima had whispered to her, and it... it has said that...
...
....]
What—
[She is about to ask him what he means this time, but before she can even get a word out, he falls into another fit of coughs, and she swallows the question back down, all of it tasting like bile.
And in spite of her anger, she brings her hands to his chest again... desperate to try and find whatever scrap of magic she has left in her drained body.]
Cidolfus, stay with me. A little longer... they are coming to get you—