[It's pointed, the name he chooses — not Miss Gainsborough, not the name she'd lived under in the slums of Sector 5, but the one that holds value to Shinra. And why shouldn't he? That's the same one that she chose to call him, herself. Funny how the both of them are alike in that way, worth more to his father and the company for the bloodlines they represent, rather than the people they've become.
Still, he's going to have to play this interaction more carefully than most. Tseng will want to keep watch over her again, now that she's here, so there's no sense in driving her away from all things Shinra with his conduct when he could be enticing her to find them a refuge in the familiar instead.]
Ah, so you did get the customary welcome. Arrive with nothing and work your way up.
[He pauses, gauging. It's difficult to come up with a way to make his next offer in a tone that doesn't sound like an overt bribe, but — well. She'd seemed willing enough to listen to plain reason when he'd offered it at the parade. Maybe she'll be inclined to do it again.]
If there's something you need, I should be able to arrange for it. No strings attached. Consider it my way of offering reparations for...the lacking quality of my company's previous hospitality.
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[It's pointed, the name he chooses — not Miss Gainsborough, not the name she'd lived under in the slums of Sector 5, but the one that holds value to Shinra. And why shouldn't he? That's the same one that she chose to call him, herself. Funny how the both of them are alike in that way, worth more to his father and the company for the bloodlines they represent, rather than the people they've become.
Still, he's going to have to play this interaction more carefully than most. Tseng will want to keep watch over her again, now that she's here, so there's no sense in driving her away from all things Shinra with his conduct when he could be enticing her to find them a refuge in the familiar instead.]
Ah, so you did get the customary welcome. Arrive with nothing and work your way up.
[He pauses, gauging. It's difficult to come up with a way to make his next offer in a tone that doesn't sound like an overt bribe, but — well. She'd seemed willing enough to listen to plain reason when he'd offered it at the parade. Maybe she'll be inclined to do it again.]
If there's something you need, I should be able to arrange for it. No strings attached. Consider it my way of offering reparations for...the lacking quality of my company's previous hospitality.