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mooglesatdawn[Krile had always been aware of the missing pages in her memory. The confirmation that Materia had carefully detached and filed them away hadn't come as a surprise.
And it had given Krile to wonder: what was so terrible in her past that Materia thought she couldn't possibly live with it? She remembered her parents' permanent disappearance, and Grandpa sneaking away to go to the other world without her, and almost losing her wind drake. There really was only other possibility, which she had tried very hard not to take as certainty. Okay, Grandpa was prone to saying things like I'm willing to accept any fate and even if it consumes the last of my energies. But there wasn't point in assuming it until she knew for sure...
Well, now she knew. And now she wished that Materia had had any comprehension of what she'd been doing. Krile wouldn't say she'd been over Galuf's death, but she had been coming to terms with it. Now she's that person, and the grieving, horrified girl in the Guardian Tree, at the same time.
But with her manikin's brilliance had come other things than sorrow. Everything that Grandpa had given her before his spirit departed for the afterlife--the strength, the stamina, the skills--they're there again, only it's been ages since she's put any of them to use. She has to relearn how to fight that way, which means asking for someone's help unless she wants to knock someone across a clearing by mistake--or jump up and land in a completely different patch of monsters.
So after hunting around the airship for a bit, she's found the person she's looking for up on the deck.]
Hey, Estinien. [...] Can I ask you something?
And it had given Krile to wonder: what was so terrible in her past that Materia thought she couldn't possibly live with it? She remembered her parents' permanent disappearance, and Grandpa sneaking away to go to the other world without her, and almost losing her wind drake. There really was only other possibility, which she had tried very hard not to take as certainty. Okay, Grandpa was prone to saying things like I'm willing to accept any fate and even if it consumes the last of my energies. But there wasn't point in assuming it until she knew for sure...
Well, now she knew. And now she wished that Materia had had any comprehension of what she'd been doing. Krile wouldn't say she'd been over Galuf's death, but she had been coming to terms with it. Now she's that person, and the grieving, horrified girl in the Guardian Tree, at the same time.
But with her manikin's brilliance had come other things than sorrow. Everything that Grandpa had given her before his spirit departed for the afterlife--the strength, the stamina, the skills--they're there again, only it's been ages since she's put any of them to use. She has to relearn how to fight that way, which means asking for someone's help unless she wants to knock someone across a clearing by mistake--or jump up and land in a completely different patch of monsters.
So after hunting around the airship for a bit, she's found the person she's looking for up on the deck.]
Hey, Estinien. [...] Can I ask you something?
