[He doesn't waste time responding now. Hope runs as fast as his little legs can carry him, through the trees and toward the dome that he can see looming in the distance—he'd been intrigued by it before, but now it just seems to be a beacon of fear and uncertainty. An omen.
He bursts inside, looking around frantically for the pair of young women. There's so many people in there, training and fighting... anxiety wells up within him.]
[Action]
He bursts inside, looking around frantically for the pair of young women. There's so many people in there, training and fighting... anxiety wells up within him.]
Lightning!? Aerith!