(They can catch up on the way and Ren would like to see them. It's a quiet, peaceful place where he feels calm, and perhaps that's what he needs.
The jacket that was hanging from a hook is now on Ren's body, the knife nearby is spun in his fingers before he can put it in the inner pocket. Aerith knows who he is, kind of. He doesn't have to hide that he carries for their safety.)
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(They can catch up on the way and Ren would like to see them. It's a quiet, peaceful place where he feels calm, and perhaps that's what he needs.
The jacket that was hanging from a hook is now on Ren's body, the knife nearby is spun in his fingers before he can put it in the inner pocket. Aerith knows who he is, kind of. He doesn't have to hide that he carries for their safety.)
Were you okay?