[ She's busy trying one door and then another, but Rude catches her attention when he speaks, making her pause in her actions to look up, a slight tilt of her head as she takes in everything he says, no matter how hesitant he might seem: been here before, as strange as it soundsβand Tseng is here too? Could it actually just be some sort of weird, shared dream? Or have they somehow found themselves in another reality altogether?
But he keeps talking, and his face heats as he dodges awkwardly around words, and Aerith takes those words in silence. She doesn't know how correct or incorrect he is, she doesn't have that kind of knowledge.
What she does know is that he believes what he says. She can see that written all over his face. And if he's been here before, in a dream or not... ]
...Hm.
[ Unlike the Turk, she's forthright about it, a determined look on her pale face as she looks up at him. ]
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But he keeps talking, and his face heats as he dodges awkwardly around words, and Aerith takes those words in silence. She doesn't know how correct or incorrect he is, she doesn't have that kind of knowledge.
What she does know is that he believes what he says. She can see that written all over his face. And if he's been here before, in a dream or not... ]
...Hm.
[ Unlike the Turk, she's forthright about it, a determined look on her pale face as she looks up at him. ]
So... we have sex, the car opens for us. Right?