[She's not sure she knows Lyria well enough that she could outright ask... Maybe someday, but for now, Tifa's head tips with her chin resting on his chest.
She does catch onto his choice of wording. Intel... Considering what he did for a living... She'll piece it all together in a moment.]
[Again he hesitates before he pulls out a line he hasn't used in a long...long time.]
It's classified.
[Very quiet. Muted. And then he goes on further.]
...However I mean that in that this is something that I can't just share without asking Lyria first. It's sensitive information...enough that I was originally assigned to monitor and then later ordered to eliminate her, Gran, and Vyrn.
I had a bit of experience in the other world I was in so I had an advantage with that. But for here, it mostly relies on focusing your dreamotion and then trying to understand their emotions.
[It's not easy to mask her disappointment, nor is it difficult to see or hear it in how she shifts away from him a bit, but she gets it... Mostly. She doesn't seem dangerous—completely harmless, in fact—but it's something she at least does feel she should know if she's going to be living under their roof...
[He knows she's disappointed, but he really, truly believes this isn't something he can just share about another person given...the nature of it. It would be like spilling someone's secret, and he can't say it in good conscience. But he can at least say a little more.]
Gran, Lyria, and Vyrn are unique individuals in my world, and hold a great amount of power that HQ started to think of them as a threat to the safety of the world. That was why I was assigned that mission.
[Can he at least her that Gran is known as the Singularity in his world? It's become more open knowledge than not, but it's not something the young captain goes around proclaiming, either. He's also not here...would it matter? Again he chews on his thoughts, wondering what would be right and fair before he continues.]
However, since I had already been around them, I could see their true behaviors and personalities and immediately rejected it. It was the first time I had refused an order and went against the organization. Given how things had fallen out, I also suspect the origin of that order...
[His expression hardens briefly before he shakes his head.]
But things like that—people and beings going after their lives, is more common than not. Lyria, especially, is vulnerable due to her position.
[She keeps her gaze pinned to her hands as they clutch gently at the sheets, and her lips press together as she listens and mulls it all over, the crinkle in her brow conveniently hidden behind the hair that tumbles onto her face when her head finds her pillow instead.]
... You didn't get in trouble for refusing, did you?
They were angry. However, I had Flamek and was considered one of their strongest agents. Without me they would be at more of a loss. So there wasn't much they could do and I managed to convince them to give up and rescind the other orders targeting them.
Mm... Both. I also stayed with Society on the condition the organization backed off. I continued to assist and travel with Gran when I didn't have any missions.
[He leans back a little against his pillow as he considers how his life has changed like that.]
They are no longer in danger from them, outside of any rogue factions that may have other ideas. But that is another reason why I stay with the organization—to keep tabs on what's going on and intervene if necessary.
I had considered, but they didn't need to know. They already have enough to worry about, so I just took it on myself to take care of things. But if they ever asked, I would tell them.
Your excitement was so great he could practically hear it off the page. No really, he's wondering if he actually heard the words— Or maybe she squealed for real down there.]
She's quickly realizing how little she does know about him even now, but she tries not to think or focus too much on it, but her words do come a little slower, more thoughtful now... like she isn't sure what to say anymore, but Tifa does offer him a lopsided smile.]
... You made the choice not to, and that's what matters, right?
[His gesture is surprising, and there's even a gasp as she's pulled to him, but after that initial alarm, she yields to it. She doesn't wrap her arms around him quite yet, nor does she look at him. Instead, her face finds a place to rest on his chest. Tifa tries to shake her head in response to his question, but he'll know better than that.
Bothered might not be quite the right word she would attach to this, but—]
No. Just... Every time I hear about your life before us...
[Her voice grows quieter.]
I think about how much I still don't know.
[It isn't his secret to tell her, she understands, but she remembers the first time she had heard those words from him. The one and only time had been in the hot springs in Camelot, and back then, they had been at the start of their relationship... But she would be lying if she said that it didn't sting a little more when she can feel the weight of the rings as her fingers idly fidget with them under the sheets as they tend to in moments like this.]
[...This girl... Yet he's smiling anyway as he just closes the journal and starts to make his way down there. He can still hear the dogs clamoring because WHAT IS GOING ON WITH THIS GIRL, so he'll just enter through the bottom door.]
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