There's a flicker of guilt that crosses her eyes, and she drops her own gaze to her feet as they walk. He had gone through all of this, likely not on his own and likely not without people he could trust to have his back—they were all stuck in this same predicament after all, weren't they?—but even still...]
Sorry I'm so late.
[The apology is offered with a small, shameful laugh.
She could have been there to help, and to be another person he could have watching his back. She didn't think there were a lot of things that Cloud would call scary...]
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And here she thought the slums were bad.
There's a flicker of guilt that crosses her eyes, and she drops her own gaze to her feet as they walk. He had gone through all of this, likely not on his own and likely not without people he could trust to have his back—they were all stuck in this same predicament after all, weren't they?—but even still...]
Sorry I'm so late.
[The apology is offered with a small, shameful laugh.
She could have been there to help, and to be another person he could have watching his back. She didn't think there were a lot of things that Cloud would call scary...]