[Not naive so much as tired of all the fighting. Some people just handle it better than others, that's all.
But choosing to fight by choosing not to fight? It strikes her as an odd decision, one that reeks of not fighting at all, but. Everyone fights in their own way. A blade, magic, it's all she knows. It's what l'Cie were made for. Mercedes' quiet strength and faith is...different. Too different for her to understand. Even so...]
Just be careful. I don't know how the Emperor will take that.
[And you're normally a decent ways from her being able to help, Mercedes. She doesn't like that, either.]
They might have a problem with people who don't fight others head on.
But I've accepted that much and I'll face it to the best of my ability. Please don't worry about me, Lightning; you'll have so much to contend with already.
Wouldn't be the first time. And I won't be fighting alone, so save your worry for yourself.
[That is how this works, right? Seriously, don't worry about her. She has Odin! The two of them can handle just about anything, she'll have you know, so it's really not a problem. The attacking force likely won't see it that way, but...]
I don't want to hear that you got in over your head and got yourself hurt, alright?
With a sigh that borders on both a laugh and a groan, Lightning leans her forehead on one hand. She has two teenage siblings and still walks right into Sass. fal'Cie, but it's been a long week.]
That's not what I meant. I meant you need to be careful to not get hurt in the first place.
[She did get Lightning to kind of smile, yes, and it's followed up by the quirk of her lips as she pauses to take a sip of her tea. We. Funny. Finding allies instead of enemies on what should have been a two sided conflict but is proving to be anything but.]
They can try to manipulate us, but we all have worlds to save. Easier to do that if we're working together.
[Rhetorical question. They'll find a way, or make one if they have to. She's not about to let these fal'Cie act-a-likes win, not this time. It's just going to take time. There's never enough of that. She sets her mug back down, lowering her voice.]
Have you heard from a man named V? He might have some ideas how to get things going.
[Thoughtful is not how she'd ever describe Griffon, the mouthy dickbird that he is, but...yeah, actually, V isn't too bad.]
He definitely uses his head more than his sword. [If he even has one of those. Still.] He's looking into something that might help save this world. Could use the help, if you're willing.
[It'll be dangerous goes unsaid. Who knows how the Faction leaders will take it, but to save this place from them...could be worth it.]
Looks like we'll be working together, then. Good to have you on board.
[It's said honestly, with no small amount of praise leaking into her tone. She's honestly impressed by Mercedes, both on and off the battlefield. Having her on the same team is a blessing.
One they're probably going to need by the end of this, too. You can never have too many healers on board for a mission like this.]
I'll try not to cause you too much trouble this time.
[Only small amounts of concern, huh? Well, there's a shock. Still...]
I don't know about that. My sister would have probably said there's few people she'd think of as more bossy.
[Like always, just the thought of Serah turns her smile rueful. If there's one thing those dreams have done, it's give her a chance to hear Serah's voice again. It's just a shame that it's...all a lie.]
[Sometimes. Seeing that expression on Mercedes' face pulls on her, her stomach tensing. The dreams all seem to be going the same way no matter who has them; loved ones welcoming them home, then death. She had to hold Hope and Serah as they died, but Mercedes...]
You'll see them again. When this is over, and we all go home, they'll be there for real.
[ She can admit that, casting down her gaze back to her mug. When she sees the one person she's been longing to see again, she already knows... what will become of him. ]
Oh. Her expression crumples, no further words needed to understand that shared grief of those who have survived a loss. Of those who have had to go on without someone they loved. Who may yet have to.
Slowly, carefully, almost awkwardly, Lightning reaches out. Her hand is warmed from her mug as she reaches across the table, cautiously brushing her fingers across Mercedes'. Serah was always the one for gestures like this, but. Well, she's not here, and it's all Lightning has.]
I'm sorry.
[if there's one thing the dreams are good for it's...well. It's getting to say goodbye.]
[ With a wobbling, lopsided smile, even though it's grateful for Lightning's gentle gesture. ]
I merely thought I had accepted it, but... seeing him right in front of me has made that incredibly difficult and everything I had tried to stand strong in face of comes crashing into me without warning.
[Serah. Regardless of what Hope said, of what Snow convinced her of, there's still some part of her that doubts they'll ever see one another again. Watching her die has been...difficult, to say the least. It's all too much sometimes. She closes her eyes.]
Don't force yourself to face it, or run away. Take it at your own pace. [A wry snort. Easier said than done, isn't it? What with the war and everything.] I don't think any of us are okay with these nightmares, Mercedes. You don't have to act like you have it all together.
Old habits... [ Mercedes admits to it with a sheepish little laugh. ]
Especially when there are people around me who can't simply shoulder it and it's much more evident when you look at them. I can't help but want to support them the most... so thank you for allowing me to have this moment, Lightning.
[Doesn't feel like enough, but it's all she can do. It's all any of them can do. Snatched moments of peace before the conflict escalates, before something else blows up in their faces. This one's going to be big. Question is, how big? And how many of them will walk out of it intact?]
You can't help others if you're down and out. Take care of yourself first, alright?
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But choosing to fight by choosing not to fight? It strikes her as an odd decision, one that reeks of not fighting at all, but. Everyone fights in their own way. A blade, magic, it's all she knows. It's what l'Cie were made for. Mercedes' quiet strength and faith is...different. Too different for her to understand. Even so...]
Just be careful. I don't know how the Emperor will take that.
[And you're normally a decent ways from her being able to help, Mercedes. She doesn't like that, either.]
They might have a problem with people who don't fight others head on.
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[ Well. Yes. ]
But I've accepted that much and I'll face it to the best of my ability. Please don't worry about me, Lightning; you'll have so much to contend with already.
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[That is how this works, right? Seriously, don't worry about her. She has Odin! The two of them can handle just about anything, she'll have you know, so it's really not a problem. The attacking force likely won't see it that way, but...]
I don't want to hear that you got in over your head and got yourself hurt, alright?
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[ So very solemn. ]
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With a sigh that borders on both a laugh and a groan, Lightning leans her forehead on one hand. She has two teenage siblings and still walks right into Sass. fal'Cie, but it's been a long week.]
That's not what I meant. I meant you need to be careful to not get hurt in the first place.
[She. Probably knows that, but still!]
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[ But it got Lightning to (kind of) smile, didn't it? ]
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[She did get Lightning to kind of smile, yes, and it's followed up by the quirk of her lips as she pauses to take a sip of her tea. We. Funny. Finding allies instead of enemies on what should have been a two sided conflict but is proving to be anything but.]
They can try to manipulate us, but we all have worlds to save. Easier to do that if we're working together.
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[ If that's possible, she wants to find that method. ]
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[Rhetorical question. They'll find a way, or make one if they have to. She's not about to let these fal'Cie act-a-likes win, not this time. It's just going to take time. There's never enough of that. She sets her mug back down, lowering her voice.]
Have you heard from a man named V? He might have some ideas how to get things going.
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[ "Companion". ]
He's a very thoughtful individual, I've come to find.
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He definitely uses his head more than his sword. [If he even has one of those. Still.] He's looking into something that might help save this world. Could use the help, if you're willing.
[It'll be dangerous goes unsaid. Who knows how the Faction leaders will take it, but to save this place from them...could be worth it.]
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[ She knows. And she'd still wanted to help. For the sake of all of the worlds dragged into this, and the one they'd been pulled into. ]
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[It's said honestly, with no small amount of praise leaking into her tone. She's honestly impressed by Mercedes, both on and off the battlefield. Having her on the same team is a blessing.
One they're probably going to need by the end of this, too. You can never have too many healers on board for a mission like this.]
I'll try not to cause you too much trouble this time.
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[ Which she does mean, because so far, any interaction involving Lightning has never been what she's considered to be "trouble". ]
But likewise! I can think of very few people I'd consider more reliable.
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I don't know about that. My sister would have probably said there's few people she'd think of as more bossy.
[Like always, just the thought of Serah turns her smile rueful. If there's one thing those dreams have done, it's give her a chance to hear Serah's voice again. It's just a shame that it's...all a lie.]
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[ With a rueful smile of her own. Even her own little brother had said it once or twice. ]
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[Sometimes. Seeing that expression on Mercedes' face pulls on her, her stomach tensing. The dreams all seem to be going the same way no matter who has them; loved ones welcoming them home, then death. She had to hold Hope and Serah as they died, but Mercedes...]
You'll see them again. When this is over, and we all go home, they'll be there for real.
[She hopes.]
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[ She can admit that, casting down her gaze back to her mug. When she sees the one person she's been longing to see again, she already knows... what will become of him. ]
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Oh. Her expression crumples, no further words needed to understand that shared grief of those who have survived a loss. Of those who have had to go on without someone they loved. Who may yet have to.
Slowly, carefully, almost awkwardly, Lightning reaches out. Her hand is warmed from her mug as she reaches across the table, cautiously brushing her fingers across Mercedes'. Serah was always the one for gestures like this, but. Well, she's not here, and it's all Lightning has.]
I'm sorry.
[if there's one thing the dreams are good for it's...well. It's getting to say goodbye.]
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[ With a wobbling, lopsided smile, even though it's grateful for Lightning's gentle gesture. ]
I merely thought I had accepted it, but... seeing him right in front of me has made that incredibly difficult and everything I had tried to stand strong in face of comes crashing into me without warning.
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[Serah. Regardless of what Hope said, of what Snow convinced her of, there's still some part of her that doubts they'll ever see one another again. Watching her die has been...difficult, to say the least. It's all too much sometimes. She closes her eyes.]
Don't force yourself to face it, or run away. Take it at your own pace. [A wry snort. Easier said than done, isn't it? What with the war and everything.] I don't think any of us are okay with these nightmares, Mercedes. You don't have to act like you have it all together.
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Especially when there are people around me who can't simply shoulder it and it's much more evident when you look at them. I can't help but want to support them the most... so thank you for allowing me to have this moment, Lightning.
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[Doesn't feel like enough, but it's all she can do. It's all any of them can do. Snatched moments of peace before the conflict escalates, before something else blows up in their faces. This one's going to be big. Question is, how big? And how many of them will walk out of it intact?]
You can't help others if you're down and out. Take care of yourself first, alright?
[Do as she says, not as she does!]
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[ Fussing. Worrying. Etc. ]