I'm sure. [ "Know that your options are limited." Tseng, who had always seemed so straightforward, and yet equally difficult to read. The man who'd come to Elmyra's house so often to check on her and try to convince her with words, and not force.
The day the plate fell, he'd had a more lucrative opportunity. Aerith believed that he'd keep his word and ferry Marlene to safety, and he had. ] Out of the frying pan and into the fire, right?
[ Because where she'd gone next had been right in Hojo's hands. Much as she tries not to dwell on her time spent in captivity, it's impossible to carve out his words from that encounter from her memory.
There's another lapse, and she bites the inside of her lower lip. ]
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The day the plate fell, he'd had a more lucrative opportunity. Aerith believed that he'd keep his word and ferry Marlene to safety, and he had. ] Out of the frying pan and into the fire, right?
[ Because where she'd gone next had been right in Hojo's hands. Much as she tries not to dwell on her time spent in captivity, it's impossible to carve out his words from that encounter from her memory.
There's another lapse, and she bites the inside of her lower lip. ]
...Why're we talking about this, Rufus?