[Because he had heard what happened with his brother. He was also heartbroken when the traveler rejected his friendship and turned the other way. He wasn't surprised, who would want to be associated with such an organization?]
We work with people that are dangerous. Not a lot people like them since they did terrible things in our world. Why would they want to be friends with us?
[Nevermind that his Father or any of his siblings agreed with what the Fatui were doing. They were still associated with them no matter what.]
[Tifa's chair screeches gently as she drags it across the floor, moving so that she is sitting beside him and not across from him now. She needs to make sure that he knows and remembers this, what she is about to say. That he takes it to heart.]
And who you are here, or even back there, is not defined by your past.
[If it were, then she would be just as bad.]
I don't care if you had to do what you did to survive, and to protect the people that you love. I know that you wouldn't do it if you didn't have a reason. [There's a pause.] And... while I'd prefer we didn't have to do it here, no one is gonna fault you for anything you've had to do before.
[He just didn't know how to respond to that. She's right, whatever he did back home has no bearing on what he does here. Whatever is in the past, stays in the past. All that matters now is what he does in the present.
It was great knowing that he didn't need to worry about such things here but at the same time? It did make him wonder would anyone else would be as accepting as she is.]
...You are much too kind, Ms. Tifa. I wish that there were more people like you in our world and can understand what my family had to go through. We didn't have a choice as Father took us when there was nobody we could turn to...
A lot of us on the crew had to deal with tough times ourselves.
[She smiles, but there's a sadness in her eyes. She really does wish that there were more people who could accept, and even forgive others. Too many people hold others beholden to their pasts, and she doesn't think that's the right way to look at things.]
We all know what it's like to do what you gotta to survive. Maybe we haven't all done the same things, and we all went about it in different ways, but... we get it. You don't have to worry.
[There wasn't much he could say to that. Tifa was already doing much more than he expected. He just couldn't ask for anything more when she was just so kind. How could she ever been in an organization that involved killing others...?]/small>
...Thank you, I'm just glad to know that my family will find some acceptance here. It's already difficult enough when there's so many things I don't know.
[Of that, she has no doubt. And this time... she really will pull him in for a hug. First, one arm around his shoulders to bring him to her, and then into a more full embrace with both once she has, and she holds him as tight as she can without hurting him.]
[She squeezes his shoulder, keeping him close when she feels that sigh of relief from him.]
Just keep doing whatever you're doing. And maybe help me clean out Marcon's pen when we're done your drink.
[A cheeky yet kind smile for him. There will be no rush at all, but hopefully the little chick will be enough to cheer him up and make him feel better once they're finished here...]
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[Because he had heard what happened with his brother. He was also heartbroken when the traveler rejected his friendship and turned the other way. He wasn't surprised, who would want to be associated with such an organization?]
We work with people that are dangerous. Not a lot people like them since they did terrible things in our world. Why would they want to be friends with us?
[Nevermind that his Father or any of his siblings agreed with what the Fatui were doing. They were still associated with them no matter what.]
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[Tifa's chair screeches gently as she drags it across the floor, moving so that she is sitting beside him and not across from him now. She needs to make sure that he knows and remembers this, what she is about to say. That he takes it to heart.]
And who you are here, or even back there, is not defined by your past.
[If it were, then she would be just as bad.]
I don't care if you had to do what you did to survive, and to protect the people that you love. I know that you wouldn't do it if you didn't have a reason. [There's a pause.] And... while I'd prefer we didn't have to do it here, no one is gonna fault you for anything you've had to do before.
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[He just didn't know how to respond to that. She's right, whatever he did back home has no bearing on what he does here. Whatever is in the past, stays in the past. All that matters now is what he does in the present.
It was great knowing that he didn't need to worry about such things here but at the same time? It did make him wonder would anyone else would be as accepting as she is.]
...You are much too kind, Ms. Tifa. I wish that there were more people like you in our world and can understand what my family had to go through. We didn't have a choice as Father took us when there was nobody we could turn to...
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[She smiles, but there's a sadness in her eyes. She really does wish that there were more people who could accept, and even forgive others. Too many people hold others beholden to their pasts, and she doesn't think that's the right way to look at things.]
We all know what it's like to do what you gotta to survive. Maybe we haven't all done the same things, and we all went about it in different ways, but... we get it. You don't have to worry.
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[There wasn't much he could say to that. Tifa was already doing much more than he expected. He just couldn't ask for anything more when she was just so kind. How could she ever been in an organization that involved killing others...?]/small>
...Thank you, I'm just glad to know that my family will find some acceptance here. It's already difficult enough when there's so many things I don't know.
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[Of that, she has no doubt. And this time... she really will pull him in for a hug. First, one arm around his shoulders to bring him to her, and then into a more full embrace with both once she has, and she holds him as tight as she can without hurting him.]
Don't ever worry about that, okay?
Want to wrap it up?
Of course...I'll be sure to find a way to repay your kindness.
yep! 🎀
[She squeezes his shoulder, keeping him close when she feels that sigh of relief from him.]
Just keep doing whatever you're doing. And maybe help me clean out Marcon's pen when we're done your drink.
[A cheeky yet kind smile for him. There will be no rush at all, but hopefully the little chick will be enough to cheer him up and make him feel better once they're finished here...]