[ Lightning feels a bit awkward as she enters Aerith's apartment. It's just that the idea of living in any sort of hardship for a lengthened amount of time... that is totally bizarre to her. She supported herself and her sister on her own starting at the age of fifteen, true, and she's lived on the run from what amounts to civilization itself... but that's not really the same as what she gleans from Aerith's description. She can't help but think just how crushing living like that must be, without the freedom of the open air above you. Cocoon might be a cage, but it's a nice cage, and its inhabitants are well taken care of. ]
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Hm. Better than nothing...