022: echoes of silence for the passing

[cetraflowergirl]

[Aerith is folding Nanaki's new clothes in an attempt to keep herself busy. After a little bit of studying the local youth, she went and got him clothing that would allow him to be comfortable and fit in at the same time. Helping Nanaki and her younger double has kept her distracted, but the gaping emptiness she feels inside at the loss of life can't be filled with something like trivial chores. As she folds the last pair of pants, she goes still, smoothing out the fabric as she stares at nothing.]

I don't understand, why would anyone do such a thing?