[It’s obvious that the Esper has been on edge with each passing day. She is in-tune with the flow and ebb of magic and it grated at her senses. It has to be that. That is why she is hearing the memory of a voice long past. Her other-worldly gaze meets Sephiroth and she shakes her head slowly.
It’s better not to worry anyone. She is already being watched as it is.
Why would they watch you?
Terra feels herself laugh at the irony of the question. Could they really care about a monster? She knows that the friendly voice of most is a veneer. All except Sephiroth; she’s trust him for a long time.]
It’s nothing. [Though even as an Esper Terra is an awful liar.]
no subject
It’s better not to worry anyone. She is already being watched as it is.
Why would they watch you?
Terra feels herself laugh at the irony of the question. Could they really care about a monster? She knows that the friendly voice of most is a veneer. All except Sephiroth; she’s trust him for a long time.]
It’s nothing. [Though even as an Esper Terra is an awful liar.]