As he was invited, he shifted his weight to take the offered seat. She was right, he wasn't comfortable kneeling. "Thank you."
He removed his Buster Sword from his back and placed it across his lap to keep it from sliding and possible damage. Angeal collected his thoughts for that brief moment to regard the question carefully. "Moogles, for one, are stuffed toys where I'm from, but they're not unfamiliar to me. Crystals here are called materia which possess magic and memories of those in the Lifestream."
He pulled the crystal from his pocket that was in the shape of a smoothed feather and pressed his thumb over the etching. "I had wings."
His brow knitted in thought. While he felt fine, he hadn't noticed the physical change until he tried to summon his wings to fly but nothing happened. He wasn't sure if it was because this dream wasn't brought on by sleep or if he was somehow cut off from feeling the freedom he once thought he had. It was emotionally draining to think about it too much.
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He removed his Buster Sword from his back and placed it across his lap to keep it from sliding and possible damage. Angeal collected his thoughts for that brief moment to regard the question carefully. "Moogles, for one, are stuffed toys where I'm from, but they're not unfamiliar to me. Crystals here are called materia which possess magic and memories of those in the Lifestream."
He pulled the crystal from his pocket that was in the shape of a smoothed feather and pressed his thumb over the etching. "I had wings."
His brow knitted in thought. While he felt fine, he hadn't noticed the physical change until he tried to summon his wings to fly but nothing happened. He wasn't sure if it was because this dream wasn't brought on by sleep or if he was somehow cut off from feeling the freedom he once thought he had. It was emotionally draining to think about it too much.