She remembers. She thought she had already remembered enough, but no, no, there is so much more. It's pure luck she doesn't damage the airship, waking up with a scream and mid-morphing into her esper self, and even more luck she doesn't hurt Edgar, who must have heard her screaming, because she'd never forgive herself if she did, never. Her powers subside when her brain says she's safe, but she doesn't feel safe at all, and a moment later she's crying in her friend's arms like she's never before.
She remembers who she is, and truthfully, slave crown or not, magic or not, she never got the chance to be a person. But the thing she was? Not everything was bad. "I remember..." she sounds like she's about to laugh, and once again she has trouble understanding all those emotions, but this time it seems like it's only right to be overwhelmed, "I kept fighting back. Against Kefka. No matter how much he hurt me, no matter how he tried to force me... I didn't want to kill people. That's why he had to put the crown on me." She sobs, hands gripping his clothes tighter when she looks up: "I remember everything."
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