[ Everything in Achamoth is stone, grey and foreboding. Running through it reminds her of taking the back alleys through the upper plate, sneaking her way back down to the slums past the time when she should have been heading back already, but one more flower sold is a few more gil in her pocket.
So she doesn't notice the statue as she runs past it, eyes trained ahead on her goal—
But then it talks??
Aerith all but skids to a stop, and turns, brow furrowed in confusion. ]
Hello? Oh!
[ And then she realizes his head is all that's left. Her hand flies to her mouth in shock, and she tentatively steps towards him, eyes wide. ]
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So she doesn't notice the statue as she runs past it, eyes trained ahead on her goal—
But then it talks??
Aerith all but skids to a stop, and turns, brow furrowed in confusion. ]
Hello? Oh!
[ And then she realizes his head is all that's left. Her hand flies to her mouth in shock, and she tentatively steps towards him, eyes wide. ]
Are you alright!?