[...She's out of the journal's view, and Aerith's jog turns into a sprint over the remainder of the distance. By the time she gets to the park she's out of breath and beginning to get wet, the umbrella jostled too much to be effective cover.
But Lightning... Lightning is still here. She holds one hand to her heaving chest, waiting a few seconds to catch her breath before she approaches Lightning.]
Light, you didn't fail anything. Remember? You decided how you wanted to face it, and that's what you did. [She swallows as she recognizes her voice getting wavery. Still approaching with the umbrella, because Lightning desperately needs the cover.]
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[...She's out of the journal's view, and Aerith's jog turns into a sprint over the remainder of the distance. By the time she gets to the park she's out of breath and beginning to get wet, the umbrella jostled too much to be effective cover.
But Lightning... Lightning is still here. She holds one hand to her heaving chest, waiting a few seconds to catch her breath before she approaches Lightning.]
Light, you didn't fail anything. Remember? You decided how you wanted to face it, and that's what you did. [She swallows as she recognizes her voice getting wavery. Still approaching with the umbrella, because Lightning desperately needs the cover.]