[ because, well, perhaps it is. there's recognition in her gaze for a moment, just a blank sort of stare, and then— it's his eyes she places. the poisoning of mako, green, polluting his sky blue eyes. then... the world shrinks. aerith doesn't breathe for a moment, just stares him down with slackening features and a sinking stone in her gut.
she almost hoists herself over the bridge, but chickens out. he'll probably see it, the hesitation and fear she looks at her own limbs with as she tries to pull herself up, but she can't. she's too winded. too shocked. ]
Zack?
[ it's been... a long time. they stare at one another for a moment, as if seeing a ghost— don't ghost stories have unhappy endings? ] You— wait right there, for me!
[ she's off to the races, bolting down the steps and squeezing past a thick gaggle of bodies making their own way across the world. she almost forgets they're moving, too. ]
Okay, buster. Spill the beans. [ by the time she reaches him, she's practically forgot about the chest. she'll apologize!
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she almost hoists herself over the bridge, but chickens out. he'll probably see it, the hesitation and fear she looks at her own limbs with as she tries to pull herself up, but she can't. she's too winded. too shocked. ]
Zack?
[ it's been... a long time. they stare at one another for a moment, as if seeing a ghost— don't ghost stories have unhappy endings? ] You— wait right there, for me!
[ she's off to the races, bolting down the steps and squeezing past a thick gaggle of bodies making their own way across the world. she almost forgets they're moving, too. ]
Okay, buster. Spill the beans. [ by the time she reaches him, she's practically forgot about the chest. she'll apologize!
eventually. ]