[ it's hard to explain, but there's something about this person that sits heavy on her shoulders. she wishes he had asked, but it's just a taste of her own medicine at this point. perhaps that's what gets her— do they share any other similarities, she wonders? aerith blinks at the roll of tape before giving in to dip down and take it in her grasp, unspooling a strip with a plastic shriek. ]
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How did you get on balloon duty?