A fair point. [ Aerith turns to look over him, an easy smile playing at her lips. In comparison to her traveling companion, she moves with a light gait, steps barely making any noise along the once cobblestone road. The porcelain is smooth under her booted feet, and as she walks, she looks around curiously. A wicker basket is looped around her arm, stuffed with supplies. ]
Hello?
[ Hands cupped over her mouth, she cries out into the empty city. ] Anyone home?
[ When the silence greets them, she turns to look at him again. ] Guess not. [ With a shrug, she keeps walking. It isn't terribly long until they find a structure with a dilapidated roof, the crack so wide that Aerith thinks they're going to need a lot more glue than what they have. ]
What do you think? Princess hunt, or... [ Stick to the plan? ]
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Hello?
[ Hands cupped over her mouth, she cries out into the empty city. ] Anyone home?
[ When the silence greets them, she turns to look at him again. ] Guess not. [ With a shrug, she keeps walking. It isn't terribly long until they find a structure with a dilapidated roof, the crack so wide that Aerith thinks they're going to need a lot more glue than what they have. ]
What do you think? Princess hunt, or... [ Stick to the plan? ]