[ She's the one who brought it up, but Tifa's words still give her pause. Not for the first time today, there's a quiet, forced reminder in her own mind that she's not the only person in the world with magic. There's no need for her to reveal that hers is natural. No one knows her, here. She's safe - as safe as she can be in a strange place. ]
Yeah. Like magic.
[ Rinoa stretches her hands out, looking at them, feeling - again, not for the first time today - like her own body has betrayed her. ]
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Yeah. Like magic.
[ Rinoa stretches her hands out, looking at them, feeling - again, not for the first time today - like her own body has betrayed her. ]
I've tried, but nothing happens.