Admittedly, it did take her a moment to catch Rufus's drift but once Aerith got the gist she was on her feet. "I'd like that!" She tried to sound bright and cheerful, as though she were charmed by the thought, and by him.
It took her a moment to return to where he stood, notebook and pencil in hand already writing furiously as she walked over before she lifted it enough for him to read.
Hojo is a terrible man. Please help me.
"Do these flowers look alright? Or, maybe you can show me what you want."
Aerith offered the pencil and notebook to him. It was terrifying, laying it all on the line in such plain terms. If he was like his father she was sure there was going to be some kind of fallout from this, but after nearly a year in confinement, she was getting desperate, and he was the first chance she had since she let the Turks bring her back here.
no subject
It took her a moment to return to where he stood, notebook and pencil in hand already writing furiously as she walked over before she lifted it enough for him to read.
"Do these flowers look alright? Or, maybe you can show me what you want."
Aerith offered the pencil and notebook to him. It was terrifying, laying it all on the line in such plain terms. If he was like his father she was sure there was going to be some kind of fallout from this, but after nearly a year in confinement, she was getting desperate, and he was the first chance she had since she let the Turks bring her back here.