[ Aerith knows her flowers and she knows enough to tell that those delicate petals and beautiful blooms aren't simply stumbled upon—no, they're sought after. They're found.
So she takes the Lunar Tear with a delicate touch, handling them as if they're the most precious thing in the world. ]
So are you. I know you'll find what you're looking for.
[ The hope she still clings onto despite everything, her desire to be good, to find a place where she belongs... all of it makes her spirit as lovely as those that float along the lifestream back home. It reminds Aerith of herself when she was a child too, and she can't help but want to get out one last sentiment of encouragement before the dream fades, but she finds those words echoing in the darkness of her own room instead.
Ah... at least the sentiment echoing in her heart now bolsters her with hope. ]
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So she takes the Lunar Tear with a delicate touch, handling them as if they're the most precious thing in the world. ]
So are you. I know you'll find what you're looking for.
[ The hope she still clings onto despite everything, her desire to be good, to find a place where she belongs... all of it makes her spirit as lovely as those that float along the lifestream back home. It reminds Aerith of herself when she was a child too, and she can't help but want to get out one last sentiment of encouragement before the dream fades, but she finds those words echoing in the darkness of her own room instead.
Ah... at least the sentiment echoing in her heart now bolsters her with hope. ]