[Alien they may be, but the smile they earned was warm and genuine. And grateful. Angeal didn't entirely think he was deserving of that friendship, but he would do everything within his power to be.]
Good. Good.
So... how about we move on? [And since he was on the calmer side now, Angeal leaned forward to pick up the pieces of his shattered cup.] You and little Aerith, hm? How did that happen?
[He spoke carefully, curiously, since the last he'd heard about the girl Zack had been head-over-heels for her. Just what had changed?]
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Good. Good.
So... how about we move on? [And since he was on the calmer side now, Angeal leaned forward to pick up the pieces of his shattered cup.] You and little Aerith, hm? How did that happen?
[He spoke carefully, curiously, since the last he'd heard about the girl Zack had been head-over-heels for her. Just what had changed?]