[ The idea of ranks, and the treatment they're afforded doesn't sit well with Aerith, her smile shrinking ever so slightly as the pensive look in her eyes intensifies, a hand coming to rest on her chin in an absently thoughtful motion. ]
So what about the three and twos? [ She can't help it, she's already concerned. ]
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So what about the three and twos? [ She can't help it, she's already concerned. ]