[Perhaps there will be a day in which Vincent can make the realization that very little of what happened those years ago was his fault. That he didn't dictate any of Lucrecia's choices, that she committed to something heinous out of her own free will. At the moment, all he can think is that he's painted her in such an ill light before Toph and Sephiroth both. That he's done her such a disservice. If they knew her, they'd understand surely.
Vincent's lips press into a flat line, and he looks away, chest tight.]
I wanted to. When I confronted Hojo he... ensured that I was incapable of doing anything at all. [Frankly, he speaks:] He killed me. Then revived me to experiment on me for the next few years following. By the time he was done with me, Sephiroth must have been... three or four, I think.
[ Toph is all ready to have more back and forth about Lucrecia, but Vincent keeps going, and this is personal information, horrible tragic deeply personal information relevant to the person right in front of her that she cares about very much. She's been here long enough that she doesn't get hung up on asking how that's possible, on trying to understand; she just believes it, and is immediately upset for him and what he's been through.
Without a second thought, she lurches over to the side and wraps Vincent in a hug, bypassing his cloak and leaning her whole weight on him.
She mumbles into the fabric of his clothes: ] So you're trying to make up for it, huh? Seems like a good dad thing to do to me.
[ If her father ever tried to make up for any of the ways he's hurt her, all unwittingly, Toph would accept it in a heartbeat. She'd be beside herself. She thinks maybe Vincent isn't giving enough credit to how much a child just wants to hear their parent sees them as they are, and cares.
[Vincent doesn't know specifics about Toph's background. If she wanted to share, he'd listen of course, but it's not really a topic unearthed (no pun intended). Still, there is enough for him to interpret; she has enough to know, most likely, how a parent should or should not be, to some degree. He does not ask, not today.
Instead, he's... overwhelmed, briefly, by the embrace. It surprises him that it's happened twice now.
Slowly, he wraps his arms around her. Not gentle because she's fragile, but gentle because his own heart is so tender.]
I suppose so.
[He thinks briefly to his own relationship with his father, a nearly non-existent one at that. It'd been a bit strange and conflicting when he received news of his passing; he should have been more upset, probably. But he wasn't relieved either. It was just an unfortunate occurrence that barely changed him.
Could Vincent be a good father? Difficult to say, but hell knows he can't do worse than that. Worse than anything else Sephiroth has been through.]
...I want to ensure he has a future he can be proud of.
[Most of all, that is true. If he could save Sephiroth somehow, even if it's just one version of him...]
[ Toph is part of a group of very hug-prone friends, and maybe they've gotten to her, okay? She doesn't just hug people willy-nilly, but people she cares about who are having a hard time, sure. And since she can't put this Hojo guy in the ground where he belongs, she has to do something with the pent up sadness and frustration from hearing Vincent's story.
That doesn't mean she's going to go easy on him. Toph draws back but not totally away, frowning at him. ] You might need to talk to him to do that, [ Toph says pointedly. ] I don't even mean about how you might be his dad, though uh, that too.
I mean you have to know what he wants for the future before you can help him get there.
[ This is at the heart of Toph's problems with her own parents, so she's extremely clear on the importance of it. It lends a heavier weight and emotion to her words than she usually has. ]
...I'm not sure how to broach the subject to him. If he's... mine. But I will try.
[There's a bit of a helpless look on Vincent's face for a moment, not that Toph can tell. But there are ways in which she undoubtedly can read into his body language and tone that establishes the same reaction, really.]
Unfortunately, he doesn't know what he wants yet. But he is young, and he has time. ...I suppose, really, it's just a matter of waiting until he figures out what he wants for himself. Knowing that he can choose, now that he is out of Hojo's clutches.
Undoing that man's work is a progress. But I make no plans to choose anything for him, that I can assure.
I bet you can get a test done to make sure first, [ she suggests, reaching out and looping her arm around his, a kind of sideways half-hug. Toph leans into him freely, without reservation. If it's not true, it'd be awful to get his hopes up, right? Or deal with the fallout, whatever, but Toph doesn't see why it wouldn't be a good thing.
Insistently: ] I wasn't saying you'd try to force him into something, but he might want something different if he knows he has you around to be there for him.
[ Toph hesitates momentarily, then continues in a softer tone, almost tentative. ]
Believe me, I didn't want to run away. Trying to make my parents happy kept me frozen and scared of disappointing them. [ Some frustration seeps into her voice. ] If they would've supported me, I wouldn't have wasted so much time faking it. Even just knowing you're there and want whatever he wants, it's --
It means a lot, Vincent. [ And it's something she's never had. ]
"but like trust me she was good" "how" "idk trust me"
Vincent's lips press into a flat line, and he looks away, chest tight.]
I wanted to. When I confronted Hojo he... ensured that I was incapable of doing anything at all. [Frankly, he speaks:] He killed me. Then revived me to experiment on me for the next few years following. By the time he was done with me, Sephiroth must have been... three or four, I think.
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Without a second thought, she lurches over to the side and wraps Vincent in a hug, bypassing his cloak and leaning her whole weight on him.
She mumbles into the fabric of his clothes: ] So you're trying to make up for it, huh? Seems like a good dad thing to do to me.
[ If her father ever tried to make up for any of the ways he's hurt her, all unwittingly, Toph would accept it in a heartbeat. She'd be beside herself. She thinks maybe Vincent isn't giving enough credit to how much a child just wants to hear their parent sees them as they are, and cares.
It's really not more complicated than that. ]
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Instead, he's... overwhelmed, briefly, by the embrace. It surprises him that it's happened twice now.
Slowly, he wraps his arms around her. Not gentle because she's fragile, but gentle because his own heart is so tender.]
I suppose so.
[He thinks briefly to his own relationship with his father, a nearly non-existent one at that. It'd been a bit strange and conflicting when he received news of his passing; he should have been more upset, probably. But he wasn't relieved either. It was just an unfortunate occurrence that barely changed him.
Could Vincent be a good father? Difficult to say, but hell knows he can't do worse than that. Worse than anything else Sephiroth has been through.]
...I want to ensure he has a future he can be proud of.
[Most of all, that is true. If he could save Sephiroth somehow, even if it's just one version of him...]
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That doesn't mean she's going to go easy on him. Toph draws back but not totally away, frowning at him. ] You might need to talk to him to do that, [ Toph says pointedly. ] I don't even mean about how you might be his dad, though uh, that too.
I mean you have to know what he wants for the future before you can help him get there.
[ This is at the heart of Toph's problems with her own parents, so she's extremely clear on the importance of it. It lends a heavier weight and emotion to her words than she usually has. ]
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[There's a bit of a helpless look on Vincent's face for a moment, not that Toph can tell. But there are ways in which she undoubtedly can read into his body language and tone that establishes the same reaction, really.]
Unfortunately, he doesn't know what he wants yet. But he is young, and he has time. ...I suppose, really, it's just a matter of waiting until he figures out what he wants for himself. Knowing that he can choose, now that he is out of Hojo's clutches.
Undoing that man's work is a progress. But I make no plans to choose anything for him, that I can assure.
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Insistently: ] I wasn't saying you'd try to force him into something, but he might want something different if he knows he has you around to be there for him.
[ Toph hesitates momentarily, then continues in a softer tone, almost tentative. ]
Believe me, I didn't want to run away. Trying to make my parents happy kept me frozen and scared of disappointing them. [ Some frustration seeps into her voice. ] If they would've supported me, I wouldn't have wasted so much time faking it. Even just knowing you're there and want whatever he wants, it's --
It means a lot, Vincent. [ And it's something she's never had. ]