[nowhere is the answer that leaps unbidden to his lips. Behind the cowl he bites it back, recalling what reno had told him days ago and not far from here: there's somethin you should know about the other people from where we come from, what they do and don't remember
it isn't like she would remember dying, anyway. better to be kind and keep what he knows of what her future holds to himself. it won't be difficult]
Not here, [he replies cryptically. still, this is aerith, and while they hadn't known each other long enough to truly call each other friends, he feels he owes her the courtesy of conversation
a flick of his cloak and he slips cerberus into the holster at his thigh] At your church, perhaps.
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it isn't like she would remember dying, anyway. better to be kind and keep what he knows of what her future holds to himself. it won't be difficult]
Not here, [he replies cryptically. still, this is aerith, and while they hadn't known each other long enough to truly call each other friends, he feels he owes her the courtesy of conversation
a flick of his cloak and he slips cerberus into the holster at his thigh] At your church, perhaps.