"No, Balthier," she shakes her head, still thankful to be spared the weight of his stare right now. His words wound her, the pain he's in hurts her.
"How can you apologize? I should be the one apologizing." Aerith stops herself long enough to finish the important work of cleaning him up before she goes on. Aware he might turn her out for what she has to tell him.
"I started to believe him, and I'm so sorry. He knew so much about you, so much about us, and then, sitting in that cell day after day I–" Aerith stops herself and comes around to face him, kneeling beside him. "I'm sorry. I should have never doubted you, or how I feel about you."
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Date: 2023-02-21 04:31 am (UTC)"How can you apologize? I should be the one apologizing." Aerith stops herself long enough to finish the important work of cleaning him up before she goes on. Aware he might turn her out for what she has to tell him.
"I started to believe him, and I'm so sorry. He knew so much about you, so much about us, and then, sitting in that cell day after day I–" Aerith stops herself and comes around to face him, kneeling beside him. "I'm sorry. I should have never doubted you, or how I feel about you."