[ Way to put him on the spot, Aerith. An anxious hand searches to rub an uncomfortable neck in thought as he pauses, considering, giving her the obvious once-over as if the answers might lie somewhere head-to-toe, rather than in his own gut. After a moment of deliberation, he averts his eyes, but after a moment speaking, returns his gaze to her meaningfully. ]
...People aren't kind without reason— or example. Someone taught you to be gentle. So— there must have been some kind of hardship in your home to warrant learning that, too. But someone who helped you through it. You've, um, probably met all kinds of different people... because you're patient, even with someone unlike yourself... And you're giving. Generosity comes from having gone without, yourself. I don't think you grew up rich, right... And, uh— Something tells me you've spent a lot of time alone? Because you like flowers and seem to give a lot of thought to most things... But don't seem to seek others' approval, either. So you're comfortable on your own, which only comes from experience being alone. ...Is any of that right?
[ He's young, but he doesn't give himself enough credit for his inherited wisdom from his old uncle and myriad life experiences of his own. He sees more than he realizes. ]
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[ Way to put him on the spot, Aerith. An anxious hand searches to rub an uncomfortable neck in thought as he pauses, considering, giving her the obvious once-over as if the answers might lie somewhere head-to-toe, rather than in his own gut. After a moment of deliberation, he averts his eyes, but after a moment speaking, returns his gaze to her meaningfully. ]
...People aren't kind without reason— or example. Someone taught you to be gentle. So— there must have been some kind of hardship in your home to warrant learning that, too. But someone who helped you through it. You've, um, probably met all kinds of different people... because you're patient, even with someone unlike yourself... And you're giving. Generosity comes from having gone without, yourself. I don't think you grew up rich, right... And, uh— Something tells me you've spent a lot of time alone? Because you like flowers and seem to give a lot of thought to most things... But don't seem to seek others' approval, either. So you're comfortable on your own, which only comes from experience being alone. ...Is any of that right?
[ He's young, but he doesn't give himself enough credit for his inherited wisdom from his old uncle and myriad life experiences of his own. He sees more than he realizes. ]