neniadellafine:

     _{His mouth softens from its hardened line to merely retaining an apathetic curve.  He observes her with muted interest; she is slightly unnerving, merely standing there and gazing through him as if in deep thought.  Lashes narrow in the bright sunlight, harsh and glaring overhead, casting small shadows that only seem to hover around their feet.  The concrete grave of so many lies dormant, and the stench of death is still faintly visible, even eight years after the plate fell.
     The plate system—that itself was a marvel.  It was only in deeply thought-out blueprints in his Turk days, when Shin-Ra was merely a large manufacturing plant.  Then…you were able to see the sky, polluted slightly, from the earth beneath your toes, not only by walking on the second level of the city.  A giant pizza, he recalled, is what Barret had called it.  How…terrifying.  He considers himself not a religious man, but it remains nothing short of a miracle that church in Sector Five still stands.  The girl of flowers and laughter, with just a slight hint of flirt for him [it had made him smile beneath his cowl, and he dares to say she knew it], had tended flowers there, and she had been the one the Planet had heard.  How…heartening.
     Now, however, the steel and greyed rust lie about them in ruins; the Meteor had caused it to come crashing down, like a broken dream, upon the high throne of the tyrants that had somehow survived.  And now…a den of monsters, of crime, of a mass grave.  Not a place for children to be playing.  But…
     This girl stands here, watching with an inquiry.  ‘Follow?  Follow me, or I to follow her?  I wonder…‘  Parting plush, pale lips, he responds carefully, “…Do what you like.  But don’t get in my way.”
     Making a left turn, his cloak flutters wildly as he leaps atop a crumbled roof and jumps down to the other side.  Striding confidently toward the cave made by two slabs of thick metal, he draws his hound and begins his quest, barks of his dog reverberating off the walls.}

<sup>█{{✰}}██ Alright, if he was willing to allow her this choice then she would follow him knowing that it may help more than just her stumbling about in the dark. Coat flowing about before she jumped after, deciding that she was making a smart decision by going with the one that had found her in the first place. Being alone was not one of the wiser choices floating about given she knew little to nothing of this place. So she’d go after him, get her answers later on about this place if he would be so willing just as she had decided earlier on doing. Her need for a battle might give aid in his favor if the fates were willing to allow her to keep down her own inner demon in the form of a monster.

Even she needed to keep it down, when her desire had made it’s way to being known to her displeasure involving a battle. It’s more to keep herself in practice, not to shed blood because she enjoyed it; it’s her choice to fight and quite honestly she would rather it be beasts than people she has to face down as nice as fighting warriors is. Too much to lose if they were her targets and she didn’t feel like being memorized as the one that slaughtered a whole town due to that parasite in her. Not like how someone from her world would have enjoyed, would have liked to see knowing her choice to always lure in the shooter through some idea she held. For what reason, she really didn’t know nor wish to with how she behaved.

Her mind soon trailed from those thoughts, deciding again she really shouldn’t get lost in thought unless she felt like discovering the consequences to that choice. Just as children shouldn’t be found playing there, she came there willingly, not as a child attempting to play a game with the adults yet as someone who genuinely is lost. Perhaps he won’t mind the temporary companionship, she would leave when he wishes to tell her to do so, it was as simple as that.

For now however, there is one or rather two things she had dwelling in mind, what exactly was he about to do and where is he headed for in this place? It isn’t like she could wager a guess aside from keep up and listen if words were not his strong point either.

Besides, it was more time to stop thinking about other things and focus on what exactly they were about to do. She would, from what she figured, perform backup at a distance unless they get close enough. He might not wish to shoot around her and it seemed like the best idea to go with, knowing it might get irritating to deal with her attempts at close quarters.</sup>