[ Whether they wanted to be or not, Squall and his friends (he calls them that now and it never stops feeling strange) have become war heroes. It's a grotesque title he shirks whenever possible and one that feels especially bitter in the face of more qualified SeeDs who easily could have stepped into his shoes and done the job just as credibly. In fact, if it were Nida who had gone up against Ultimecia, chances were that he would have done a much better job of leaving blueprints for success. Instead, Matron got him.
The smile almost loosens one from Squall, but he tips his head instead in a conciliatory manner. Like recognizing like. Except even after everything, Squall still isn't prone to rambling, or being a gracious listener to rambling, but Nida led with a trump card that has him going stiff. He doesn't hear half of what's being said as sound cuts out, giving way to a ringing in his ears. There hasn't been any movement on that particular standing order since he'd given it. The one that instructs anyone with intel regarding the whereabouts of former sorceress knight Seifer Almasy to report directly to him.
Just hearing it said aloud is enough to make Squall feel like the floor has dropped out from under him. It takes him a moment to recover and he catches the tail end of what else Nida has said, but can't bring himself to pry about how he has half the information he does. All that matters is the standing order.
The record player that had previously been turned down is cranked up a few decibels louder than it had been before Nida joined him. Squall's movements take him to his door next, locking it. It's only when he's standing directly in front of Nida with their eyes locked that he finally says: ]
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on 2024-11-10 06:19 am (UTC)The smile almost loosens one from Squall, but he tips his head instead in a conciliatory manner. Like recognizing like. Except even after everything, Squall still isn't prone to rambling, or being a gracious listener to rambling, but Nida led with a trump card that has him going stiff. He doesn't hear half of what's being said as sound cuts out, giving way to a ringing in his ears. There hasn't been any movement on that particular standing order since he'd given it. The one that instructs anyone with intel regarding the whereabouts of former sorceress knight Seifer Almasy to report directly to him.
Just hearing it said aloud is enough to make Squall feel like the floor has dropped out from under him. It takes him a moment to recover and he catches the tail end of what else Nida has said, but can't bring himself to pry about how he has half the information he does. All that matters is the standing order.
The record player that had previously been turned down is cranked up a few decibels louder than it had been before Nida joined him. Squall's movements take him to his door next, locking it. It's only when he's standing directly in front of Nida with their eyes locked that he finally says: ]
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