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She knows, truthfully she does. The science behind it is something she finds entirely too simple, despite how abstract of a concept it was for their soulless counterparts. As the seasons change, so do their surroundings, and it’s something she’s always found uncomfortable.

Change.

It brings about plenty of trepidation as she watches the leaves fall so slowly against the wind. 

What she wants to know is something else entirely. She wants to know why people give all sorts of fanatical reasoning towards it. The anthropomorphism of a weather system seems strange, even for Gaians, but they seem to express such simple terms with a sense of romanticism that only Zidane and Kuja could emulate.

Her hand curls over the leaf that fell into her palm. It crinkles and shatters into pieces. 

It’s an odd question to ask, she realizes now, from someone as apathetic as she is.  

“If that is what you insist, then I won’t press.” She replies slowly, looking up at him with a mix of uncertainty and concern. The anger of his words felt somewhat misplaced, but perhaps that was merely the normal response he had for strangers. Understandable, though she looked up at the sky before she spoke again.

Perpetual night in Treno, the perfect time to find some way or place to entertain himself. Luckily Zidane spots a familiar face lurking about the alleys. In spite of Amarant’s warrant, he wasn’t hiding; someone like him could care less about the fuzz in Treno, and they were even less interested in getting their asses kicked should they run into him, reward or not.

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Kuja was usually not one to back down from such an overt challenge, so confident was he was in his fighting capabilities---but, for once, he had no interest in engaging the other man.

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Carbuncle opened her green emerald eyes and sat up. She was in human form, this was the second time she had became human. The first time was a disaster, she had to learn how to walk on two feet. Fist she had to get her bearings, where was she? Nothing looked familiar to her, she then stood up to look around to see if she could figure out were she was. She then saw a red head, he looked familer to her. Carbuncle approached him careful to ask where she was.

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The question on if the masked stranger made him start laughing hard. This laughter sounded more and more inhumane like a thousand voices were echoing through the stranger’s vocals, being more silent once calming down with the laughter.

“Indeed, who cares what is cruel or is not cruel? On the topic of being a hero I’ve never seen anyone as a hero, as I’ve been more of a....surgery making sort of person.” As the entity said this one of the metal claws on the left hand twitched, as if holding back an impulse to do something with said claws.

“W-well... hey!” Lily mutters as she watched the man leap across the way, adding more distance between the two. The summoner is not as quick on her feet, nor will she be making such daring leaps and bounds in such an area.

 There certainly wasn’t much else to do in the hot, dry, wilderness of the canyons. Perhaps the man was simply a thrill seeker, vaulting from one elevation to the next. But he made it look so easy!

“Um, not in particular,” Lily responded as she gazed down the cliff and the crystal blue stream below, “But neither do I enjoy it, you could say. Regardless, it’s the path I have to take.”

Though sheltered as she may have been growing up, after leaving the academy, Lily had taken up a life filled with travel and exploration. And sometimes that included putting herself in danger if it meant reaching a destination. She’d learned a lot in those years, but canyons were still quite new to her.

“I’ve traveled along mountain paths, how different can this be?” she inquired as she continued to trek the path, trying to keep up with the redheaded man.