[ As soon as Parsee's hand clutches hers, Rinoa's wings flex, taking both of them into the air. A quick wave of her other hand has a Float spell placed on Angelo and Felix so that they can follow behind as she carries them free of the shadow, away from that calling, desperate voice that sounds too much like Squall's. She flies until the voice finally stops echoing in her brain; only then does she find them a vacant side room in which to settle, all four of them setting back down on the tracks in a flurry of feathers.
She takes a deep breath... and then sits right down on the ground, trying to ignore the ugly twisting in her stomach. Her wings fold into the aether, leaving her looking smaller than before. ]
Thanks. [ Her voice is quiet, shaken. ] I don't know if anyone else could've gotten me out of there. I really thought...
[ But that doesn't matter, does it? It wasn't him. ]
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She takes a deep breath... and then sits right down on the ground, trying to ignore the ugly twisting in her stomach. Her wings fold into the aether, leaving her looking smaller than before. ]
Thanks. [ Her voice is quiet, shaken. ] I don't know if anyone else could've gotten me out of there. I really thought...
[ But that doesn't matter, does it? It wasn't him. ]