[That spark is what makes the wind die out, and of everything that is happening in front of her, it is the only thing that feels familiar in this maelstrom of uncertainty she stands at the center of. She bites his name back on the tip of her tongue, watching with equal confusion when he staggers back, as if the jolt had come as a shock to him as well.
Wait, is Cid... did he do that?
She is about to ask, to call out for him when that laugh sends a chill up her spine and makes every hair stand on end in warning. If it wasn't clear before, it certainly is now. That mocking tone only fuels her anger, and when he echoes words to her that she had said a long time ago—]
You... [She snarls back at him, a hand swiping quickly over her cheeks to brush the tears away from her eyes.] You don't know a thing about that...!
[She lifts her hand to let her magic spill forth, but the moment her eyes meet his again...
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Wait, is Cid... did he do that?
She is about to ask, to call out for him when that laugh sends a chill up her spine and makes every hair stand on end in warning. If it wasn't clear before, it certainly is now. That mocking tone only fuels her anger, and when he echoes words to her that she had said a long time ago—]
You... [She snarls back at him, a hand swiping quickly over her cheeks to brush the tears away from her eyes.] You don't know a thing about that...!
[She lifts her hand to let her magic spill forth, but the moment her eyes meet his again...
...
She hesitates, the green flickering in and out.]