(snip, snip, mimicking. it's somewhat relaxing, akin to using fingers on chords, but it still doesn't have the same thrill. it's repetitive - but he doesn't mind it.)
[ this question is getting easier to answer. for a while, it had been confusing to explain, but now? it's easy. ]
The place where I'm from...? That's easy. It's a place with a steel sky, and we all live under it. Everyone there tries their hardest every day, living their lives to the fullest, as full of passion and determination as they can gather. [ here, she lets go of her work, and lays her palms flat against the air. one palm flat: ]
But you said this place is nothing new. How so? ... Do you not get the sun down there?
(too many questions, poor aerith, but he's confused with the two pictures she's painted. one of hope, and one of deviance, like this place, like shin's.)
[ it's a hard situation, isn't it? to be at once so free and yet so trapped. tangled into a contract you can't break, aiming for a goal close to your heart. ]
Mm. [ she pulls at a ribbon, measures it out. hums to herself, considers how everyone's situation is as unique as every star in the sky, and then looks heavenward. ]
It's gonna be up to you from here on out. I think you'll do good.
(it isn't about the contract. it's everything - here, he doesn't have to face blast. doesn't have to face nana. doesn't have to face hachi. doesn't have to face reira... but if he wants to make it right, he'll have to come back. if he makes his contract happen, it'll be worth it.
It's a really nice night. I'm glad you came to meet me.
[ it was spur of the moment, but it meant something, she thinks. his determination, or interest in learning about her... she'll take it to heart. she'll remember this. ] I did this all the time back home. Flowers were really uncommon, even here.
[ nah, she's not giving him the perimeters for him to dance around; she knows he'll just play nicely around her. with a sweet smile, she turns back to him. ]
Really? Only thing I remember from back home was a home-cooked meal. [ this is a lie. ] What kind of food? I like all kinds.
[ can he cook? she's going to have to ask. ] My mom made the best pancakes. Her breakfast was out of the world. I could get hungry just thinking about it!
[ truthfully, it's the sentimental value of eating her first home cooked meal that makes elmyra's cooking so good to her. ]
I've found it here, actually. We can have it sometime, I guess.
(she can take this as him extending a stick for her to shake instead of his own hand. he's going to try to make this friendship work... on his terms, but not completely shunning her out, either. seems like that wouldn't work, really.)
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It's no different from where I was before.
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[ she's quiet for a moment, considering. ]
If you're well, that's fine. But in the meantime, you'll come to visit, right?
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(if he's going to share anything, he's gonna get something out of it, too.)
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The place where I'm from...? That's easy. It's a place with a steel sky, and we all live under it. Everyone there tries their hardest every day, living their lives to the fullest, as full of passion and determination as they can gather. [ here, she lets go of her work, and lays her palms flat against the air. one palm flat: ]
This is us.
[ and another just above it. ]
This is the rest. We call it "topside."
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(too many questions, poor aerith, but he's confused with the two pictures she's painted. one of hope, and one of deviance, like this place, like shin's.)
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We're not supposed to. That's the point of the plate, they walk over us. Every topsider, that is...
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(he's not sure if he can relate. it's too foreign as a concept, but the relationships between people remain.)
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What about you, Shin? Does this feel like this is your chance to be free?
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(but...)
I feel more trapped than ever.
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Mm. [ she pulls at a ribbon, measures it out. hums to herself, considers how everyone's situation is as unique as every star in the sky, and then looks heavenward. ]
It's gonna be up to you from here on out. I think you'll do good.
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he feels wholly unprepared.)
If it's up to me, I wouldn't have all this faith.
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Faith? What in, Shin?
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(in him. don't have all this faith in him. he's not that great. but he'll keep that one to himself, putting work on what he's doing instead.)
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It's a really nice night. I'm glad you came to meet me.
[ it was spur of the moment, but it meant something, she thinks. his determination, or interest in learning about her... she'll take it to heart. she'll remember this. ] I did this all the time back home. Flowers were really uncommon, even here.
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(she shared, even if it's a little bit. he can share and be vague at the same time.)
I was in Tokyo, which is... Very similar to this place. Where I'm from, though, it's very green and natural-looking.
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[ but only then. ]
That sounds lovely, Shin. It really does. I wish I could have seen it.
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(she's TOO nice! she doesn't set a precedent, does she?)
You can find food from there here, at least.
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Really? Only thing I remember from back home was a home-cooked meal. [ this is a lie. ] What kind of food? I like all kinds.
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Can you cook?
(... how to explain swedish food? how???)
Ever heard of Ärtsoppa & pannkakor?
(yes, perfect pronunciation.)
It's this pea soup. We usually eat it on Thursdays, and we eat pancakes with jam afterwards as dessert.
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[ can he cook? she's going to have to ask. ] My mom made the best pancakes. Her breakfast was out of the world. I could get hungry just thinking about it!
[ truthfully, it's the sentimental value of eating her first home cooked meal that makes elmyra's cooking so good to her. ]
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(she can take this as him extending a stick for her to shake instead of his own hand. he's going to try to make this friendship work... on his terms, but not completely shunning her out, either. seems like that wouldn't work, really.)
The woman who raised you?