[She's at war with everywhere her heart wishes to be in that moment. With him, her forehead pressed to his, her hands on his face. With the whales, who swim around them as they chirp and trill, singing their song as they carry them through the water inside this... bubble? What is she looking at? She feels as though she's dreaming right now, with Cid's solid, warm body beside her being the only thing that grounds her in reality.]
They...?
[Her brow furrows in confusion as her hand slides down to scrunch the collar of his shirt into a fist.]
There was a voice, and then the water, and... we fell...?
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They...?
[Her brow furrows in confusion as her hand slides down to scrunch the collar of his shirt into a fist.]
There was a voice, and then the water, and... we fell...?