[ Aerith continues to watch him through partially-narrowed eyes, observing what...definitely seems like a new side to Rufus. New to her, at least. He might be called fidgety, from the way he seemingly looks at every square inch of the church; she isn't familiar enough with the man to know what this might be suggestive of. ]
...Right. I went back to try and find a little girl, once we heard the plate was coming down.
[ "Being brought down," to be precise. The destruction of that day is...still all-too vivid. ]
That's what I was doing, when he 'convinced' me. [ Troopers at the door, and a child in need of rescue. If that had counted as her consent, it's a flimsier thing than she'd guessed. ]
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...Right. I went back to try and find a little girl, once we heard the plate was coming down.
[ "Being brought down," to be precise. The destruction of that day is...still all-too vivid. ]
That's what I was doing, when he 'convinced' me. [ Troopers at the door, and a child in need of rescue. If that had counted as her consent, it's a flimsier thing than she'd guessed. ]