[ It’s a protection charm. She repeats this in her mind, and then she looks from the glimmering rainbow that reminds her of hope to Susato, and Aerith smiles in a gentle, warm way. Her hands reach out to take the necklace, to hold onto it with such precious care, to gingerly cradle it, and then she closes her fingers over it. ]
Thank you.
[ Here, it comes to her chest, as Aerith presses her hands together as if in prayer; imbuing it with her own belief for just a moment…
Only for her to laugh lightly, quirking her head to the side. ]
And you’re not even going to offer to help me put it on, are you?
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Thank you.
[ Here, it comes to her chest, as Aerith presses her hands together as if in prayer; imbuing it with her own belief for just a moment…
Only for her to laugh lightly, quirking her head to the side. ]
And you’re not even going to offer to help me put it on, are you?