There was a tightrope in her mind that she had to walk carefully because--because she'd fallen off of it before, when it came to this sort of thing, and it was ugly, she was ugly when it happened.
Aerith could talk to the dead. Could hear their spirits as they passed to the Lifestream.
She'd never heard Zack.
But... but Ino di--
"This is kind of lame," she admitted, flopping down on one of the pews. "Empty church, bunch of flowers for company. I could be celebrating my birthday, you know? But I didn't much feel like it. It ain't been my thing for a while."
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There was a tightrope in her mind that she had to walk carefully because--because she'd fallen off of it before, when it came to this sort of thing, and it was ugly, she was ugly when it happened.
Aerith could talk to the dead. Could hear their spirits as they passed to the Lifestream.
She'd never heard Zack.
But... but Ino di--
"This is kind of lame," she admitted, flopping down on one of the pews. "Empty church, bunch of flowers for company. I could be celebrating my birthday, you know? But I didn't much feel like it. It ain't been my thing for a while."
Since he'd left.