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[holyguardian]

@lostsonofsparda​ | X

Aerith blinked taking a moment to roll her shoulders back and sit a little straighter. “I was trying to mimic your speech to earn your favour, by pointing out our accomplishments and how we have been resourceful I hoped for you to recognise my very-good-points.” She hadn’t been sat there for days thinking of how to approach the conversation, penniless beggar that she was.

She exhaled and relaxed her stiff posture. How did he always carry himself like that? Her hands raised to hold under her chin and over her cheeks with her elbows propped up onto the desk. He wouldn’t see it, but her feet gently swayed beneath the table, too short in Dante’s chair to fully reach the floor. “Come ooooooon. There’s always going to be at-home food because you’re always going to the markets. Nothing is going to spoil from one takeout meal, I think we’ve all been really good, and I would like to point out that I still ate the dinner you prepared when Lady came in with a cheese pizza.”