[ Rinoa has a sudden, very belated realization, and pulls a face at herself in the mirror across from her bed. Sometimes, she thinks, she's so... so... ]
Is it weird? Me calling it home? I mean, I know I wasn't born there...
[ She wants to disagree, but she worries any words she offers will ring hollow. So she tries something different. ]
I know you don't want to go there, but maybe someday we can go and have a picnic in the forests outside? There are some lovely clearings! I think you'd like it.
Talk Squall into giving me a long weekend, then. I need extra time when having to deal with trains and I'm not ordered to be okay the second I step off.
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Is it weird? Me calling it home? I mean, I know I wasn't born there...
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I know you don't want to go there, but maybe someday we can go and have a picnic in the forests outside? There are some lovely clearings! I think you'd like it.
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