[[Backdated to June 6th, nearing the evening Sirens]]
V-Ven... [Aqua's never sounded so wavered, so exhausted or pained. She's only just barely mumbling:] Ventus..
[Except then she seems to realize what's going on, that she's gotten the voice feed on.]
I need-- [She's not too proud to ask, but the sting of failure, of hurt and so many other emotions
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