>[ After fiddling for what seems to be HOURS with the odd, new device in his pocket, Snow finally decides to give it a shot. ]
Hey! Uh... hello? My name's Snow, and I haven't got the slightest idea how this thing works. Light? Hope? Fang?
[ He pauses shortly, and a small groan can be heard, giving away his disappointment; he was most likely
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Cocoon? Sorry, I don't know any Cocoons.
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A girl called Serah arrived earlier. She mentioned your name.
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Probably. Genius.
[and then she pauses, sighs shortly]
You're late.
[She does not jump to tell him Serah is here not because she means to keep it from him but because it is just not her normal response to him--even now--to be forthcoming and pleasant. Snow irritates her, makes her feel both like Serah deserves better and like she probably couldn't do better in terms of someone caring about her that much, and in the end Light knows it's that part that truly bothers her. That Snow has given, has understood what Serah needs--the love, warmth, a hand to hold, or whatever--when Light could only think of it in terms of survival's plainest terms. Part of this is a self-defense mechanism ( ... )
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