[Her head tips as she considers where she ought to move Clover. Can't keep her in Tifa's old room. It's so empty without Tifa there and admittedly, every time she walks in, her heart feels heavy and her chest grows tight. And for some of those moments that she's in there, Aerith wonders if she might cry. It would be better to move the kitten into her own room.
Maybe Clover will sleep with her. That... that would be nice.
Balthier's words hit her ears and as he presses that kiss to her temple, she feels her eyebrows knit together.]
What about Fran? You can't just leave her on her own. She hasn't been here long, Balthier.
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Maybe Clover will sleep with her. That... that would be nice.
Balthier's words hit her ears and as he presses that kiss to her temple, she feels her eyebrows knit together.]
What about Fran? You can't just leave her on her own. She hasn't been here long, Balthier.