[ Rinoa's eyes are wide, amazed, as she listens. Of course, she's never had a shovel - she's even pretty sure that that man doesn't even own one either - but the concept makes sense all the same if she considers it with something like jewelry or clothes instead.
Tsukumogami. Creatures come to life because something like the jewelry or the clothes - or the shovel - had feelings like humans. And she kind of gets that, too. After all, who wants to be forgotten, abandoned for someone new?
Although the thought of one of Squall's gunblades waking up in a sulky mood to rival that of its owner makes Rinoa giggle into her hand. ]
They don't sound too bad. Just kind of lonely, maybe.
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Tsukumogami. Creatures come to life because something like the jewelry or the clothes - or the shovel - had feelings like humans. And she kind of gets that, too. After all, who wants to be forgotten, abandoned for someone new?
Although the thought of one of Squall's gunblades waking up in a sulky mood to rival that of its owner makes Rinoa giggle into her hand. ]
They don't sound too bad. Just kind of lonely, maybe.