[ The terms doesn't make sense to her, and so she hardly listens to the content of the discussion at all. What she does listen to, tucked away in a nook that really should be too small to hide a full-grown woman, is the flow of the voices, their tone and rhythm. And though there's wary glances at the silver-haired man, the one her eye rests on is the man with the funny mustache. Cloud's dreams showed him to her once before; he looks a bit older than he had in the video. Well, if you kept living, you got older...
...And from what she saw then and what she sees now, she wishes he'd kept living. She wants to speak up and say something--but she gets the funny feeling he's not her father here, and the funnier feeling that even with the blood between them, she's never really been his daughter. It was a long time that she thought the less she knew about him the better.
Yet now she watches him with a child's fascination, still, until finally he's off to bed and it's just her and...oh, gosh, Sephiroth. She really ought to leave--you know, assuming she even ought to have been here to begin with! She shifts to look for possible exits and--
He's talking to her. ]
A-a-ahh...! A better hiding place sounds good right now. [ She straightens out into plain view, dusting herself off and hoping she doesn't look half as scared as she feels--though her posture is certainly guarded. ] But to be honest, I'm not here to take anything, really.
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...And from what she saw then and what she sees now, she wishes he'd kept living. She wants to speak up and say something--but she gets the funny feeling he's not her father here, and the funnier feeling that even with the blood between them, she's never really been his daughter. It was a long time that she thought the less she knew about him the better.
Yet now she watches him with a child's fascination, still, until finally he's off to bed and it's just her and...oh, gosh, Sephiroth. She really ought to leave--you know, assuming she even ought to have been here to begin with! She shifts to look for possible exits and--
He's talking to her. ]
A-a-ahh...! A better hiding place sounds good right now. [ She straightens out into plain view, dusting herself off and hoping she doesn't look half as scared as she feels--though her posture is certainly guarded. ] But to be honest, I'm not here to take anything, really.