[She's still, as if her and the world around her had just stopped. The silence in the cabin is deafening, the groan of the ship as it rocks on the waves so loud that it almost drowns everything else out... Her eyes grow distant as she recalls all those memories—or what she can of them anyway. They're fuzzy and spotty, many pieces missing before...
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You're that infantryman...!
[That realization finally dawns on her.]
The one that I helped back to Nibelheim!? But why...? [Her voice cracks, the hurt beginning to surface.] Why didn't you say anything?
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You're that infantryman...!
[That realization finally dawns on her.]
The one that I helped back to Nibelheim!? But why...? [Her voice cracks, the hurt beginning to surface.] Why didn't you say anything?