@mrcenary whispered: ❝Stay with me.❞
Lightheaded/Fainting Starters || - [ Not accepting ! ]
Did Squall ever get tired of being right? It was a question Aerith found herself asking in the middle of abject chaos, stunned incapacitation having stolen her faculties for the briefest of moments. The earth was cold beneath her body; the planet’s usual cries so oddly muted as she’d teetered on the brink of consciousness. She ought to have listened to him and stayed out of the damn way. Could almost imagine the inevitable ‘I told you so’ already. He’d warned her how many times? And still she’d known best. Still she’d wanted to help in her own, dysfunctional sort of way.
It’s the faintest of pats against her cheeks that stirred her to life; the rousing demand to stay with him, seeing her flash an uneasy but lopsided grin as leafy eyes returned to focus, dizzied but not defeated. “…did we win?” There’s no we about it, she was definitely more of a hinderance than a help, but at least it meant she remembered where she was and what they were doing - proof enough that her brain wasn’t entirely scrambled, even if slightly concussed.
Who knows, maybe in future, she might even listen to his better judgement now.