[Lucrecia's voice is muffled and distant due to the fog. And because she's holding the communicator against her chest which helps nothing whatsoever.]
I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere... It's so foggy... Hojo? Professor!
... ... ...Did...did he leave me here?
[A few minutes of silence discounting the eerie sounds from the fog.]Getting
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...That's my boy. Not...Hojo's.
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... wait, you? You're his? ... Oh damn then that makes you..
@#$%! You're the one Vincent's always go'n on about.. ah.. Lucrecia, right? Mercy me, sorry!
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...You're a friend of Vincent's? ...Vincent told you about me?
I...I'm sorry...I tried...I...!
[She's working herself up ready to cry again. She didn't need Vincent telling his friends about all her failures.]
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[And he's spazing at that sound. Holy shit that's the saddest thing he's ever heard.]
Nonononoo, don't cry it's OK! It's cool! It was good things, real good things!
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You're...not a good liar Mr. Vincent's Friend. I...please don't hate my son. It's not...his fault.
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An'.. yea. Yea I know it's complicated 'bout him. I don't hate 'em. Hell an' it's easy for me to hate just'bout anyone.
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How did you meet Vincent?
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'Bout two years ago, Miss Crescent, snore'n away like a damn bear he was, in the basement of Nibelhiem Mansion. He and I got dragged into a rag-bag team of humanitarians 'round the same time when ShinRa start'd to pull some real underhanded crap on the world... Not that that was any surprise.
Vin's been a good.. no, my best bud. Never met another upright genuine guy like'em.
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...Vincent is...
He's a good friend. I'm glad you found him Mr. Highwind.
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As much of a stiff he can be, he's likely excited you're here, never heard the man speak more highly about another person as long as I known 'em.
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You're both too kind. I'm just a scientist...
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That may be, ma'am. I'm just a pilot myself, he's just a gunman. But I still can think highly of 'em for who he is, not what he is. Same can go for you. I don't know much about you 'cept the stories he's told, cryptic as they are, but I got no reason to see any fault in 'em or yourself.
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I'm sure he's swooped in on this frequency ASAP, but lemme know if you're fair'n OK in this place. Never would forgive myself to hear somethin' happened to you an' neither of us could do anythin' about it.
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I'm fine Mr. Highwind, really. If I need anything I'll contact one of you immediately. I promise. Thank you.
[That's a pretty lie, but she doesn't want him to worry.]
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