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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[devoutish]

He's got broken fingers, too.

[powersouls]

What?

[Ugh, Royce.]

He didn't tell me that!

[devoutish]

Have you got supplies for it? Can you make a splint?

[powersouls]

I think so. I'll figure something out.

[devoutish]

-- You've been here longer than us. Are there other doctors that you trust?

[powersouls]

No. I mean... Not really. Not that I know of.

[devoutish]

[Damn.]

I wish I'd gone along with him.

[powersouls]

I wish he hadn't gone at all.

[He had to be expecting that.]

[devoutish]

Do you understand why he did?

[powersouls]

[Ugh. She's gotten this from both of them now, so her response comes out much shorter than usual.]

Yes, I understand.

[devoutish]

... Wasn't your fault, yeah? You couldn't've stopped him.

[powersouls]

[There's a pause before she responds.]

I don't think I tried hard enough to stop him.

[devoutish]

It only would have him angry if you had.

[powersouls]

I know that.

[This whole situation is terrible.]

I guess... I also don't entirely blame him.

[devoutish]

And you feel bad about that?

[powersouls]

Yes. Sort of. I don't know.

[devoutish]

Tifa.

You're a good woman, yeah? If you don't want to be involved in any of this...

[powersouls]

Don't.

[It comes out sharper than she'd intended. To be fair, she's killed people for less, hasn't she? Guards just doing their job, but getting in her way. Innocent people who happened to be near the reactors when they blew.]

I'm already involved, aren't I? I just don't want to know what he did to him.

[devoutish]

I wasn't gonna tell you.

And I do not want to make you into a worse person.

[powersouls]

[She makes a soft, noncommittal noise. She thinks that would be hard for him to manage, with all the lives already on her hands. And really, there's no way for her to make up for that. Tifa just has a terrible opinion of herself in general, really.]

I'm not going to stay quiet if I don't agree with something you two are doing.

[devoutish]

I'm not going to not do something because you don't like it.

[He's firm and unapologetic here, but not harsh.]

[powersouls]

I know you aren't, and I know Duster won't, either.

[So here they are!]

[devoutish]

And you'll keep protesting, right, and we'll keep doing what we're gonna do anyway. And then someday you may get used to it, and stop protesting.

Is that what you want? For our brutal ways to become normal for you?

[powersouls]

I'm not...

[She catches herself, scrubbing her hands over her face on the other side of the tablet. When she continues, her voice is softer and shaky.]

I'm not as great of a person as you think I am, you know.

[Oooh, that guilt.]

What do you want me to do, pretend neither of you exist and never talk to you again?

[devoutish]

I know you spend time around criminals. But you aren't one yourself, yeah?