Date: 2022-08-22 09:23 am (UTC)
ancientflower: credit @ famira.dreamwidth.com (edited by me) (04)
"Sister...? Darkness...?" Aerith allowed herself to be helped up but the words spoken to her did little to alleviate her confusion. On auto-pilot she took the glass when it was handed to her but she made no attempt to drink it. She didn't know these people or what the drink was, or even where she was! Until she knew those answers then she wouldn't touch the drink.

"Where am I?" She finally asked and looked from the older lady to the man who approached her with... okay maybe that she could accept. Because how had she ended up in a place with snow? It hadn't been snowing, it almost never snowed in Midgar! So with a kind smile and a gentle 'thank you', Aerith accepted the jacket and just slipped it over her shoulders.
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