( naturally, he has to ask the question that she's uncertain of--and so far, she thinks she's done a good job of feigning comfort, or knowledge, even when she hasn't quite been able to muster it up at times, but this time, there's a certain lack of confidence, a faltering that even she doesn't understand. like that, like what? a fair question. she would have asked it, too.
her nose scrunches up in displeasure, and she busies herself with another piece of the orange, stubborn. )
Like a friend? Like someone you want to know more about? You know.
( does he? for the first time, there's a faint, pinking flush to her cheeks, partially in embarrassment, partially in something else. she's never like this: it must be the alcohol, the loneliness, the sudden fear and worry and the thousand other emotions that came with finding tifa gone. )
You should tell me about you, anyway. Your life back home. Tell me one interesting thing. ...And pass the bottle.
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( naturally, he has to ask the question that she's uncertain of--and so far, she thinks she's done a good job of feigning comfort, or knowledge, even when she hasn't quite been able to muster it up at times, but this time, there's a certain lack of confidence, a faltering that even she doesn't understand. like that, like what? a fair question. she would have asked it, too.
her nose scrunches up in displeasure, and she busies herself with another piece of the orange, stubborn. )
Like a friend? Like someone you want to know more about? You know.
( does he? for the first time, there's a faint, pinking flush to her cheeks, partially in embarrassment, partially in something else. she's never like this: it must be the alcohol, the loneliness, the sudden fear and worry and the thousand other emotions that came with finding tifa gone. )
You should tell me about you, anyway. Your life back home. Tell me one interesting thing. ...And pass the bottle.