Date: 2009-08-08 05:55 am (UTC)
She made a small sound that suspiciously sounded like a snort before walking over. "So what are you doing." She asked, trying to peer over his shoulder.

She wouldn't push it for the time being, and if she couldn't do it, there was always Aerith.
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