[ Lisa enters the church after Aerith does, and she doesn't expect to stay long. The plan is to survey the scene, draw what inferences she can, then move on to the next new building.
The place is beautiful, in the way old places are beautiful, although judging by the disrepair, it strikes Lisa that it isn't really being cared for. That's something to note. She doesn't really feel sentimental about it, one way or another. It makes those flowers stand out more. There's something about them - something to investigate. Maybe she'll stay here for a while and see what happens.
Lisa takes a seat in one of the more-intact pews in the back, and that's when the murmuring starts. It's something that Lisa would expect to aggravate her headache, but it doesn't. It's peaceful, something that Lisa can't figure out, and so she doesn't try. Instead, she draws her knees up to her chest, and before she realizes what's happening, closes her eyes.
If there's a break in the murmuring, Lisa will interject, her voice heavy with exhaustion. ]
daffodils
The place is beautiful, in the way old places are beautiful, although judging by the disrepair, it strikes Lisa that it isn't really being cared for. That's something to note. She doesn't really feel sentimental about it, one way or another. It makes those flowers stand out more. There's something about them - something to investigate. Maybe she'll stay here for a while and see what happens.
Lisa takes a seat in one of the more-intact pews in the back, and that's when the murmuring starts. It's something that Lisa would expect to aggravate her headache, but it doesn't. It's peaceful, something that Lisa can't figure out, and so she doesn't try. Instead, she draws her knees up to her chest, and before she realizes what's happening, closes her eyes.
If there's a break in the murmuring, Lisa will interject, her voice heavy with exhaustion. ]
Don't stop on my account.