[Oh, so many buttons. On old, dusty control panels Mal had been beginning to think were all burnt-out and dormant as museum exhibits. But, like an old ship gaining up steam again, they're getting stronger by the day.]
Uh, well...I'd really, really like you to do that again, except.
[She shifts a bit, turning enough so she can face Aerith properly, her free hand seeking one of hers. She doesn't say any more, hoping Aerith will just...say yes, really.]
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Uh, well...I'd really, really like you to do that again, except.
[She shifts a bit, turning enough so she can face Aerith properly, her free hand seeking one of hers. She doesn't say any more, hoping Aerith will just...say yes, really.]