[ Maika gives a little grunt of discouragement that hopefully conveys "please no talking about me" without actually being a firm no. She'll worry about that later.
As Aerith settles in, Maika scoots over to the side table to turn on an electric kettle and grab some cups. Something to do with her hand while she thinks, anyway. ]
Killers? Or people who treat other people like tools?
[ She has to pause a second, remind herself not to swing as hard with her words as she usually would. She always aims to strike fast, make a point; but thinking of what Aerith said during the meeting, she doesn't need the emphasis. ]
...I only spoke to him once. I don't know. All the "researchers" I've known would say without a second thought that they wouldn't change a thing. Would it matter if he changed?
[ She watches as Maika makes to brew some tea, her eyes following her movements though her brain is buzzing with all sorts of thoughts. Maybe she should be more bothered by Maika's harsh words, but she isn't.
Someone who speaks plainly is refreshing, after all. ]
Prob'ly not to everyone, but to me? Yeah, I think it would. It'd mean he no longer thought of people that way.
[ And maybe he'd even want to make up for his past sins. ]
But I don't know if he even wanted to. Or cared enough about anything to even begin changing.
The only person who could answer that for you is gone.
[ The words are plain, but for once, Maika's voice is almost soft. She doesn't really do "gentle," but sometimes she does try. ]
...Anyone can change if they want to. Some people just have to be desperate first. But you're right... he'd have to want something, anything in the world badly enough to bother.
[ The water begins to make a soothing bubbling sound as Maika's fingertips dance indecisively over teabags. ]
And it wouldn't change what he did before. The people he hurt could still hate him. Maybe they should, even.
[ Horrible things can't go unpunished, either by law or in society, and as much as Aerith likes to forgive sometimes she thinks those punishments are deserved. Maybe she would feel that way if she had a full list of Fuyu's crimes.
It's hard to say.
She sighs, letting the bubbling of the boiling water fill the space between them for a little while as she thinks. ]
Do you think all this is gonna make it harder for us to save this place?
[ Hm. Maika glances sidelong at Aerith and finally plunks a bag into the water, filling the room with the clean herbal scent of chrysanthemum. ]
You can still hate yours, too.
[ Not like Aerith needs her permission. But sometimes, gentle people need a little reminder. Maika leans back and watches the tea steep as she considers the question. ]
Do you want my honest analysis? Or is this where I'm supposed to say something reassuring?
[ "Save this place"... maybe idealists are all ambitious by nature. How are they even supposed to save themselves? ]
[ But she lets that thought hang unfinished, not quite ready to divulge what exactly she means by it. That can come later... especially because she thinks Maika might understand it. If anyone here would, it'd be her.
Maika's next words make her smile, just the quick upturn of one corner of her mouth and for just a second, but definitely there. ]
I'm a big girl. I can handle whatever you wanna say.
[ But Maika doesn't press yet — like the tea, some things take time to steep and bloom into themselves. Emotions, and putting them into words, are both like that.
She catches that flicker of a smile and can't completely suppress one in return. But she disguises it by leaning down over the cups of tea, grabbing Aerith's to set it over by the bed. ]
Then: probably. If it's just numbers, I bet the goddess can keep pulling in more people. She probably will, too, since we're losing more people than just to zealots working themselves into a blood frenzy. Argenti's faction can murder all they want and we shouldn't run short on hands to get the work done. But for the bonds?
[ She just... raises an eyebrow and lets that speak eloquently for a moment. ]
[ Just knowing that there is an army of other Argentis out there in the universe is enough to give Maika goosebumps, thanks! But she wrinkles her nose a tiny bit for the teasing. ]
When he said he killed a man and a bunch of people jumped up to cheer about it. He's just too stupid to know that he has one now.
[ Okay, okay. Maika can stop being mean about Argenti for a moment and focus on what's important. She flops back down by the table with a huff. ]
...Mina told me that some of them fell into comas. Something about their connection with the goddess being severed. Maybe, if we can fix this place, we'll fix them too. Or maybe they were just lucky enough to find a way back already.
[ That makes her smile. She wouldn't call Argenti stupid like Maika is eager to do, but perhaps a bit oblivious...? Then again, he did face a lot of criticism, so maybe his supporters in that meeting were drowned out by all the dissenters. It's hard to say. ]
I'd like to fix them if we can. Tenn and Ukyo are part of 'em, I'm sure.
[ Since she hasn't seen either of them in, well, a while. ]
I really liked them both, so... I wanna do whatever I can. The least we can do for all of those people is keep them in our thoughts as we move forward. As we try to save this city, I'm sure we'll find information on how to save them too.
[ Mina had no reason to hide another body from her, as far as she knows. She watches Aerith's expression, just skirting melancholy, and fiddles absentmindedly with her cup of tea. ]
We've all barely known each other a few weeks. The townspeople too. What do you think you owe these people anyway?
[ She half understands, from Kippa. But it's something she doesn't have the nature to fully grasp, yet can't help but reach for. ]
The kindness that they showed me. I should repay it back to them, in some way.
[ And really, maybe she doesn't owe them anything at all, but she can't help but want to do good by them anyway. ]
I told Ukyo I didn't like the sky here, so he offered to take a few pictures of it in the hopes that seeing it through his eyes would make me like it more. I can't just forget something nice like that.
[ True and not true. When they're all alone and frightened and tired, every kindness costs — and each of them is precious. Maika draws her legs up towards her chest, a little defensively. It's a little softer when she speaks again. ]
...Did he show you? What was his sky like?
[ What was yours, is what she wants to ask, and can't quite yet. ]
What's funny is that I didn't get to see it before he disappeared. We showed me the process of developing a picture, but I never saw the finished product.
[ She stares down at the cup of tea in her hands, the steam still rising up out of it. ]
Isn't it kind of funny that I never got to see it?
[ Maika hesitates, legs tensed for a moment before she pushes herself to her feet. It's not far to the bed. She plops herself down on the edge of it, looking out into the room instead of at Aerith, but close to hand. ]
It's not funny at all. You don't have to try to laugh at your regrets.
[ If this were Kippa, she'd pull the blanket up over her head now to give her a little shield from the world. But Maika has no idea how to be reassuring to anyone over the age of eight. ]
...When we fix this place and bring back the others, make him show you then. He'll owe you a mountain of pictures for all that work.
[ Even she gets it right sometimes, huh? She looks a tiny bit surprised before she nudges back, too careful. Sure, most of her strength is gone here. But if she'd taken a little more care before, then maybe... ]
He got himself into that bullshit, like the rest of us. So I'm not letting you off the hook. I won't let either of you rest till you ask him.
[ She'll make Aerith be meaner! It's practically her specialty. ]
I can bite too, y'know. But just because I can doesn't mean I don't wanna try to understand someone else. I should at least hear them out if they give me good enough reason to.
[ Aerith brings the cup down closer to her lap, turning to look at Maika's face. ]
If there's one thing I won't do, it's letting someone walk all over me.
And when just hearing them out gives them enough opening to pull a weapon on you?
[ But it's not like Aerith hadn't already qualified her observation. Maika can see in her a flicker of what Kippa might grow into. But she's never known an adult like that, really — maybe they just can't survive, where she's from. She glances back to meet Aerith's eyes. ]
...Never mind. You're soft. But you're not as naive as you look, either.
I like to think I’ve got just the right amount of softness.
[ She bumps up against Maika again, soft and teasing. ]
Where I’m from… it’s not exactly sunshine and rainbows. I’ve done plenty of fighting myself, even if I don’t look like I have. If someone pulled a weapon on me, I think I could manage.
[ She bumps Aerith back, leaning against her for just a moment while she hunts for words. How to explain that Aerith is soft in the same way Corvin, a veteran of two wars with no shortage of blood and betrayals on his hands, is? ]
...It's believing that your life matters more than anyone else who might have to die for you to keep existing. Putting yourself first no matter what the cost is. That's what I don't believe you could do.
Anyone ever tell you that you're good at figuring people out?
[ Because she managed to figure that out about Aerith with no issue, and honestly? She's surprised and just a little bit impressed. ]
If I can do something to save a bunch of people, even if it's really dangerous... I'll do it. I won't even think twice about it either.
[ She has a feeling Maika wouldn't like that, so she continues. May as well get it over with in one fell swoop, huh? ]
For example, the planet is dying back home. As the last Cetra, it's kind of my duty to do whatever I can to save it, even if that means fighting till the bitter end.
[ Maika shrugs awkwardly, glancing down at her knees again. Does she want praise for that? ]
I'm not someone who can afford to be taken by surprise. And it's not hard. People like you, who can't stop seeing others as people before they see them as threats or obstacles...
[ They're always like that. To learn to be selfish, you have to learn how to see the opponent as a parameter and not a person. And that's what Aerith doesn't seem capable of.
Maika's jaw tightens a little at the answer. She doesn't like it — and she's not surprised by it. How many times has she heard variations on that refrain? "We have to help them, Miss." "They're just scared." "Will you help our people?" ]
Why is it your duty? It didn't get there on its own. You aren't the last of your people by coincidence. So what are you fighting for?
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As Aerith settles in, Maika scoots over to the side table to turn on an electric kettle and grab some cups. Something to do with her hand while she thinks, anyway. ]
Killers? Or people who treat other people like tools?
[ She has to pause a second, remind herself not to swing as hard with her words as she usually would. She always aims to strike fast, make a point; but thinking of what Aerith said during the meeting, she doesn't need the emphasis. ]
...I only spoke to him once. I don't know. All the "researchers" I've known would say without a second thought that they wouldn't change a thing. Would it matter if he changed?
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Someone who speaks plainly is refreshing, after all. ]
Prob'ly not to everyone, but to me? Yeah, I think it would. It'd mean he no longer thought of people that way.
[ And maybe he'd even want to make up for his past sins. ]
But I don't know if he even wanted to. Or cared enough about anything to even begin changing.
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[ The words are plain, but for once, Maika's voice is almost soft. She doesn't really do "gentle," but sometimes she does try. ]
...Anyone can change if they want to. Some people just have to be desperate first. But you're right... he'd have to want something, anything in the world badly enough to bother.
[ The water begins to make a soothing bubbling sound as Maika's fingertips dance indecisively over teabags. ]
And it wouldn't change what he did before. The people he hurt could still hate him. Maybe they should, even.
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[ Horrible things can't go unpunished, either by law or in society, and as much as Aerith likes to forgive sometimes she thinks those punishments are deserved. Maybe she would feel that way if she had a full list of Fuyu's crimes.
It's hard to say.
She sighs, letting the bubbling of the boiling water fill the space between them for a little while as she thinks. ]
Do you think all this is gonna make it harder for us to save this place?
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You can still hate yours, too.
[ Not like Aerith needs her permission. But sometimes, gentle people need a little reminder. Maika leans back and watches the tea steep as she considers the question. ]
Do you want my honest analysis? Or is this where I'm supposed to say something reassuring?
[ "Save this place"... maybe idealists are all ambitious by nature. How are they even supposed to save themselves? ]
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[ But she lets that thought hang unfinished, not quite ready to divulge what exactly she means by it. That can come later... especially because she thinks Maika might understand it. If anyone here would, it'd be her.
Maika's next words make her smile, just the quick upturn of one corner of her mouth and for just a second, but definitely there. ]
I'm a big girl. I can handle whatever you wanna say.
[ Don't hold back. Not for her sake. ]
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[ But Maika doesn't press yet — like the tea, some things take time to steep and bloom into themselves. Emotions, and putting them into words, are both like that.
She catches that flicker of a smile and can't completely suppress one in return. But she disguises it by leaning down over the cups of tea, grabbing Aerith's to set it over by the bed. ]
Then: probably. If it's just numbers, I bet the goddess can keep pulling in more people. She probably will, too, since we're losing more people than just to zealots working themselves into a blood frenzy. Argenti's faction can murder all they want and we shouldn't run short on hands to get the work done. But for the bonds?
[ She just... raises an eyebrow and lets that speak eloquently for a moment. ]
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[ There's another smile on her lips, simply because she can't help but get a little bit of teasing in even though it's a serious conversation. ]
You're right, though. If we don't find some way to at least coexist peacefully, there's no chance we'll be able to save this city just by bonds alone.
[ She reaches over, picking up the cup and letting the warmth radiate against her palms. ]
...Lots of us have disappeared already, including a few people I really liked.
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When he said he killed a man and a bunch of people jumped up to cheer about it. He's just too stupid to know that he has one now.
[ Okay, okay. Maika can stop being mean about Argenti for a moment and focus on what's important. She flops back down by the table with a huff. ]
...Mina told me that some of them fell into comas. Something about their connection with the goddess being severed. Maybe, if we can fix this place, we'll fix them too. Or maybe they were just lucky enough to find a way back already.
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I'd like to fix them if we can. Tenn and Ukyo are part of 'em, I'm sure.
[ Since she hasn't seen either of them in, well, a while. ]
I really liked them both, so... I wanna do whatever I can. The least we can do for all of those people is keep them in our thoughts as we move forward. As we try to save this city, I'm sure we'll find information on how to save them too.
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[ Mina had no reason to hide another body from her, as far as she knows. She watches Aerith's expression, just skirting melancholy, and fiddles absentmindedly with her cup of tea. ]
We've all barely known each other a few weeks. The townspeople too. What do you think you owe these people anyway?
[ She half understands, from Kippa. But it's something she doesn't have the nature to fully grasp, yet can't help but reach for. ]
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[ And really, maybe she doesn't owe them anything at all, but she can't help but want to do good by them anyway. ]
I told Ukyo I didn't like the sky here, so he offered to take a few pictures of it in the hopes that seeing it through his eyes would make me like it more. I can't just forget something nice like that.
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[ True and not true. When they're all alone and frightened and tired, every kindness costs — and each of them is precious. Maika draws her legs up towards her chest, a little defensively. It's a little softer when she speaks again. ]
...Did he show you? What was his sky like?
[ What was yours, is what she wants to ask, and can't quite yet. ]
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[ She stares down at the cup of tea in her hands, the steam still rising up out of it. ]
Isn't it kind of funny that I never got to see it?
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It's not funny at all. You don't have to try to laugh at your regrets.
[ If this were Kippa, she'd pull the blanket up over her head now to give her a little shield from the world. But Maika has no idea how to be reassuring to anyone over the age of eight. ]
...When we fix this place and bring back the others, make him show you then. He'll owe you a mountain of pictures for all that work.
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You'll hold me to that, won't you? I might feel so bad for him being caught up in this coma mess that I decide not to ask.
[ Make her be a little bit meaner. ]
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He got himself into that bullshit, like the rest of us. So I'm not letting you off the hook. I won't let either of you rest till you ask him.
[ She'll make Aerith be meaner! It's practically her specialty. ]
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It's warm. ]
Y'know, I really believe you when you say you won't let me rest. I bet if I don't follow through quick enough, you'll even bite.
[ Figuratively speaking, that is. Though she doesn't doubt that Maika also bites (real). ]
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[ It's so nice to have one thing she does feel secure in her ability to do. She stretches her legs out and looks across the room thoughtfully. ]
You always let people get the best of you like that? Making allowances for them, trying to understand them.
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I can bite too, y'know. But just because I can doesn't mean I don't wanna try to understand someone else. I should at least hear them out if they give me good enough reason to.
[ Aerith brings the cup down closer to her lap, turning to look at Maika's face. ]
If there's one thing I won't do, it's letting someone walk all over me.
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[ But it's not like Aerith hadn't already qualified her observation. Maika can see in her a flicker of what Kippa might grow into. But she's never known an adult like that, really — maybe they just can't survive, where she's from. She glances back to meet Aerith's eyes. ]
...Never mind. You're soft. But you're not as naive as you look, either.
[ After what she'd said at the meeting, well. ]
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[ She bumps up against Maika again, soft and teasing. ]
Where I’m from… it’s not exactly sunshine and rainbows. I’ve done plenty of fighting myself, even if I don’t look like I have. If someone pulled a weapon on me, I think I could manage.
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[ She bumps Aerith back, leaning against her for just a moment while she hunts for words. How to explain that Aerith is soft in the same way Corvin, a veteran of two wars with no shortage of blood and betrayals on his hands, is? ]
...It's believing that your life matters more than anyone else who might have to die for you to keep existing. Putting yourself first no matter what the cost is. That's what I don't believe you could do.
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[ Because she managed to figure that out about Aerith with no issue, and honestly? She's surprised and just a little bit impressed. ]
If I can do something to save a bunch of people, even if it's really dangerous... I'll do it. I won't even think twice about it either.
[ She has a feeling Maika wouldn't like that, so she continues. May as well get it over with in one fell swoop, huh? ]
For example, the planet is dying back home. As the last Cetra, it's kind of my duty to do whatever I can to save it, even if that means fighting till the bitter end.
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I'm not someone who can afford to be taken by surprise. And it's not hard. People like you, who can't stop seeing others as people before they see them as threats or obstacles...
[ They're always like that. To learn to be selfish, you have to learn how to see the opponent as a parameter and not a person. And that's what Aerith doesn't seem capable of.
Maika's jaw tightens a little at the answer. She doesn't like it — and she's not surprised by it. How many times has she heard variations on that refrain? "We have to help them, Miss." "They're just scared." "Will you help our people?" ]
Why is it your duty? It didn't get there on its own. You aren't the last of your people by coincidence. So what are you fighting for?
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