[And he finds himself thinking, briefly, fleetingly, of Papalymo — gods, how long has it been since he last thought of Papalymo? — and how impossible a thing it is to leave when one of your number intends to stand and fight, and how he'd had to drag their friend the Warrior bodily onto the airship because they wouldn't have left on their own...
They're alike, he and Reno. The ones who can see the writing on the wall, sometimes. It's never easy, but they do it. It's their job, to do it.]
Was our calamity something to do with Jenova, you mean? No, I'm certain it wasn't. Not if ShinRa worked out how to extract something from her and put it into people. The only influence ours had on people was —
[He stops. Thinks. How best to articulate the horror?]
— it prevented them from entering the Lifestream, upon their demise. Obliterated them, so there was nothing left to pass on at all. You would know, if this were that.
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[And he finds himself thinking, briefly, fleetingly, of Papalymo — gods, how long has it been since he last thought of Papalymo? — and how impossible a thing it is to leave when one of your number intends to stand and fight, and how he'd had to drag their friend the Warrior bodily onto the airship because they wouldn't have left on their own...
They're alike, he and Reno. The ones who can see the writing on the wall, sometimes. It's never easy, but they do it. It's their job, to do it.]
Was our calamity something to do with Jenova, you mean? No, I'm certain it wasn't. Not if ShinRa worked out how to extract something from her and put it into people. The only influence ours had on people was —
[He stops. Thinks. How best to articulate the horror?]
— it prevented them from entering the Lifestream, upon their demise. Obliterated them, so there was nothing left to pass on at all. You would know, if this were that.