[And Tifa is down at Seventh Heaven, scrubbing some glasses furiously. Technically, she doesn't have to work right now, but it's helping more than sitting around and doing nothing.] He's gone. Denzel... [Her journal is laying open on the counter, forgotten for the moment, but it still picks up the murmured words.]
At least- at least he's back home
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Cloud heads there, bypassing the impersonal journal BS.]
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I should... [He sighs, a drags a hand through his hair.] This...has happened before.
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...he can't be caught up in that draft this way. And...we both know that we're home to look after him and keep him safer there. [Of course, he could talk about how much better it is for days on end, but it won't change the fact that he's going to be missed. Horribly.]
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But she's going to press onwards with that optimism.] You're right, though- I didn't know what I'd do if they took him to fight. Back home must be a better place than here right now. [And then, on a more depressing note-] It just keeps me wondering... how long we're going to be here.
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Yeah. ...though, we go right back to where we left off. Don't even remember this place. [Cloud pulls on one of his bangs.] I even aged back; my hair got shorter. ...makes me wonder if all of this here really is real.
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I don't know. Maybe whatever happens here stays here. Like...we can't carry these experiences back home with us.
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And maybe we can, too. You shouldn't give up on it just like that! [Or it could just be another of her self-defence mechanisms.] Even so... maybe it's better just to think about the present, while we're here. It'll save us headaches.
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...I guess it's not fair of me to say I miss him, considering I left you two alone again.
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...about back home, I mean. Would we...I don't know, adopt him someday?
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