Cloud took Aerith into the room that Denzel was in, instantly resting a gloved hand against Tifa's shoulder once he was at her side. "How is he?" His voice shook just enough to prove how upset he was but there was no hint of emotion on his face.
Except in his eyes, were a sparkle of worry glimmered.
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Date: 2010-02-03 12:31 pm (UTC)Except in his eyes, were a sparkle of worry glimmered.
"Aerith's here, she can help now..."