Midgar, Gaia -- Sunday Afternoon

[intraspective]

It was—not funny, not really, how things were back to normal and yet not back to normal and even though she had fun on the missions she still felt…

Weird.

Was that unfair of her? Maybe it was. It wasn't fair at all to expect him to break confidentiality to her.

And it wasn't fair, either, to think she'd be able to help without all the information, right?

That sounded right, to her. But who knew?

Ino kicked her feet, making the movement look harmlessly adorable even while she wished she could lash out, and sipped at her milkshake. Of course, Zack showing her around missions had only lasted so long. They'd wanted to—talk to him, or something: she didn't really know. He'd looked apologetic, she'd acted dumb, and off he'd went.

Hmm. She didn't really want this milkshake any more. This wasn't exactly going great, so far as weekends went.

[NFB, NFI except for the one she doesn't know about. (And the boy. Always the boy.)]

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[puppy_fair]

"I can," Zack laughed, and he was even going to be nice and hand it over. Present for you, Ino! "So long as I don't wear myself out. This takes energy to do too, you know?"

[intraspective]

Ino was... was hardly going to refuse a present like that.

But she did glance between him and it a few times. "For me?"

So confused!

And, oh Zack, unleashing an Ino with a Thundaga was a dangerous thing.

[puppy_fair]

"Well, yeah," Zack laughed. "You like the way it sparkles, right? We can slot it into something for you, you can wear it around. It'll be pretty."

Some pretty deadly jewelry just for you, made with your boyfriend's own two hands.

[intraspective]

Ino turned over the Materia in her hands for a moment, then see, she absolutely had to kiss him.

"Very pretty," she murmured, eyes amused. "So very pretty."