I’ve never had to tie it back before. At least not since I was much younger.
[He admits that much with his gaze still fastened to the ground near his boots, with that distant look of someone focused on a task — his fingers catch in another tangle, and Sephiroth frowns, working slender fingers through it.]
Shinra doesn’t send a convoy of SOLDIERs parading throughout the wilderness days on end. There’s always a temporary base to return to, or a transport vehicle waiting for pick-up.
[Finally, he lifts his eyes to fix on Luka across the way, head still at a tilt, tone gone dry — but humor dances along its edges.]
It isn’t my fault this world is backwater.
[He’s being purposefully ironic, too. This place has a beauty that Midgar cannot hope to match; that city is a dark array of steel, nights turned green from the generators working non-stop to siphon energy from the planet. It writhes with poverty, the poor whose homes act as literal foundations for the rich living above.
No, though being surrounded by nature is constantly odd, the life of the city embedded in his bones, he thinks he’s come to appreciate it a small bit.]
no subject
[He admits that much with his gaze still fastened to the ground near his boots, with that distant look of someone focused on a task — his fingers catch in another tangle, and Sephiroth frowns, working slender fingers through it.]
Shinra doesn’t send a convoy of SOLDIERs parading throughout the wilderness days on end. There’s always a temporary base to return to, or a transport vehicle waiting for pick-up.
[Finally, he lifts his eyes to fix on Luka across the way, head still at a tilt, tone gone dry — but humor dances along its edges.]
It isn’t my fault this world is backwater.
[He’s being purposefully ironic, too. This place has a beauty that Midgar cannot hope to match; that city is a dark array of steel, nights turned green from the generators working non-stop to siphon energy from the planet. It writhes with poverty, the poor whose homes act as literal foundations for the rich living above.
No, though being surrounded by nature is constantly odd, the life of the city embedded in his bones, he thinks he’s come to appreciate it a small bit.]