[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.
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.]
[And then a small sigh as he gently strokes her break.]
But I could say the same to you—there's still a lot I don't know about you. And I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Learning about each other, old or new... That's part of the process, isn't it?
[Tifa nods, her smile turning a little less lopsided, and her hand slips out from under the sheets to find his, pulling it away from her back so that she can hold it, and so that she run her fingers along his ring.]
We said we would... after the wedding.
[Promised that they would share more with each other... and that there would be no more secrets between them, no matter how terrifying or scary it is to share them. She intends to hold them both to that promise.
There's plenty that they still have left to learn, and time to do it in... but it's moments like this when it hits her that they truly are from two very different worlds, two different lives that maybe neither will ever fully come to understand and know, and while that leaves room for excitement and discovery, it's still a bittersweet thought.
And as she delicately threads her fingers through his, she sighs.]
[There's just a soft smile as he nuzzles her affectionately.]
Why? I only wish I could tell you more...but it's just sensitive for Lyria that I don't feel I have the right to share something like that without her permission.
[And while she does enjoy showing him the happier things—though Midgar leaves a lot to be desired—it's about time she sees some of what his world is made up of.
Now, she's grinning as she wiggles closer to him. Closer... closer... until she's halfway on top of him, and now he's trapped under the threat of her puppy eyes.]
Why, even after being married does hearing that make her heart flutter and her soul feel ticklish and warm?]
Not really. As long as I'm with you. [Such an unhelpful answer, she knows. But she'll mull over it quietly for a moment as her chin lowers to rest on his chest.] How about... we make a plan to go next month? With all the café stuff we've gotta do, we'll be pretty busy for a while.
[And having something else to look forward to—a break, too—will be nice.]
All right. Gives me more time to think of where exactly to take you, too.
[And he just smiles fondly up at her as he pulls her a little closer, already feeling a light, warm feeling at how he'll be able to give her at least a glimpse of his world. To show her the beautiful skies he strove to protect. The same skies he may be leaving behind...but only because he's found even more beautiful ones with her.]
But he should know by now that wherever he decides to take her, whatever he decides to show her or do, she will be happy no matter what. If she's in his company, then she'll have no troubles enjoying herself on this next "dream date", and all of the "dream dates" that will come after.
With that, she leans down to press her lips to his, her hair cascading down across her shoulders and over his face to tickle his cheeks. It's sweet, soft, and apologetic, laced with that bittersweet taste that still lingers behind in her. But at the same time, it's invigorating and refreshing... thrilled by the prospects of what's to come.
Her fingers curl, nails scraping gently across his jaw, and when she pulls away, it's with a look of affection weighing heavy in her eyes.]
We should get some sleep. Got another long day tomorrow.
[Another long day that's filled with exciting things... More working towards their future together...]
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[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...
But Tifa shakes her head, her heart dropping.]
Wait... Eliminate? All three of them?
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[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.
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... You didn't get in trouble for refusing, did you?
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[From the dreamscape that he showed her... There was never any doubt that Eustace was powerful or influential enough...
She is curious, however.]
So, did you end up going with her instead? You two seem... close.
[For someone who was once ordered to kill her, she wonders if Lyria even knows about that part.]
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[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.
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... Does she know? About what you were ordered to do? And that you refused?
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[His eyes close briefly before he continues.]
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.
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[But what does she know...
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?
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[He can still sense something is off, and after staring at her for a moment, he brings his arms around her and pulls her to him.]
Are you bothered by this?
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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.]
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He looks down at her, uncertain how to answer.]
...These things aren't the easiest to bring up...
[And then a small sigh as he gently strokes her break.]
But I could say the same to you—there's still a lot I don't know about you. And I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Learning about each other, old or new... That's part of the process, isn't it?
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We said we would... after the wedding.
[Promised that they would share more with each other... and that there would be no more secrets between them, no matter how terrifying or scary it is to share them. She intends to hold them both to that promise.
There's plenty that they still have left to learn, and time to do it in... but it's moments like this when it hits her that they truly are from two very different worlds, two different lives that maybe neither will ever fully come to understand and know, and while that leaves room for excitement and discovery, it's still a bittersweet thought.
And as she delicately threads her fingers through his, she sighs.]
I'm... sorry for asking.
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Why? I only wish I could tell you more...but it's just sensitive for Lyria that I don't feel I have the right to share something like that without her permission.
Regardless, you can always ask me anything.
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[She only hums her affirmation and understanding before she yawns and stretches out.]
I can ask anything...? [Well, in that case—] What'll be the first thing you show me?
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Bit too broad of a question.
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She nudges him with her shoulder.]
What do you mean, too broad!?
[Why is he being so cryptic with her tonight!?!?]
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Let me rephrase—there are a lot of things I want to show you... It's hard for me to pick one.
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How about something memorable? ... I don't know, your favourite place, or favourite thing to do?
[There's gotta be something, even for Mister Lone Wolf.]
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Hm... I suppose I could show you how my world is like.
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[And while she does enjoy showing him the happier things—though Midgar leaves a lot to be desired—it's about time she sees some of what his world is made up of.
Now, she's grinning as she wiggles closer to him. Closer... closer... until she's halfway on top of him, and now he's trapped under the threat of her puppy eyes.]
So... does that mean you have an idea?
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Yes. Now it's just a matter of when we should do this little "dream date." Have a preference?
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Why, even after being married does hearing that make her heart flutter and her soul feel ticklish and warm?]
Not really. As long as I'm with you. [Such an unhelpful answer, she knows. But she'll mull over it quietly for a moment as her chin lowers to rest on his chest.] How about... we make a plan to go next month? With all the café stuff we've gotta do, we'll be pretty busy for a while.
[And having something else to look forward to—a break, too—will be nice.]
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[And he just smiles fondly up at her as he pulls her a little closer, already feeling a light, warm feeling at how he'll be able to give her at least a glimpse of his world. To show her the beautiful skies he strove to protect. The same skies he may be leaving behind...but only because he's found even more beautiful ones with her.]
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[No pressure, Eustace.
But he should know by now that wherever he decides to take her, whatever he decides to show her or do, she will be happy no matter what. If she's in his company, then she'll have no troubles enjoying herself on this next "dream date", and all of the "dream dates" that will come after.
With that, she leans down to press her lips to his, her hair cascading down across her shoulders and over his face to tickle his cheeks. It's sweet, soft, and apologetic, laced with that bittersweet taste that still lingers behind in her. But at the same time, it's invigorating and refreshing... thrilled by the prospects of what's to come.
Her fingers curl, nails scraping gently across his jaw, and when she pulls away, it's with a look of affection weighing heavy in her eyes.]
We should get some sleep. Got another long day tomorrow.
[Another long day that's filled with exciting things... More working towards their future together...]
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