[ If she's been surprised to this point - and she has - it's nothing compared to what his answer evokes. The guarded replies, lingering animosity...it all melts away to pure, disarmed confusion. A dozen questions spring to mind, adding to the current, impressive pile, but...she doesn't voice them. Merely watches Rufus with a contemplative expression. Almost soft. ]
...Okay. [ No need to say any more. Reaching out to Tseng is overdue anyway, and while she's at it, she'll do what she can honor this request.
When he asks again for her demands, Aerith chews the inside of her lower lip, turning the situation over in her mind: a delicate thing, like gossamer, that needs to be handled with care. ]
Come back here sometime. [ She says finally, meeting his gaze, if he'll look her way. ] Within a few weeks.
[ Better to stipulate the time frame, lest he wriggle out of it by waiting months or longer to return. ]
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...Okay. [ No need to say any more. Reaching out to Tseng is overdue anyway, and while she's at it, she'll do what she can honor this request.
When he asks again for her demands, Aerith chews the inside of her lower lip, turning the situation over in her mind: a delicate thing, like gossamer, that needs to be handled with care. ]
Come back here sometime. [ She says finally, meeting his gaze, if he'll look her way. ] Within a few weeks.
[ Better to stipulate the time frame, lest he wriggle out of it by waiting months or longer to return. ]