...Heh... Eheheh... That is our lot in life, isn't it...
(His head droops.)
But that's just... part of the job description... isn't it... the punchline... eheheh... to existence...
(Tries to sigh, but it kind of gets caught and enveloped by a yawn.)
We have to... accept it...
(And he sleeps. He sleeps so often.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gracia is outside, looking over at Cloud-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She goes over to his side-
I found a stone. It's really smooth.
-She puts it into his hand-
-Yes, this is expert comforting-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I will. Unless you'd like it.
That way, I know which of you I talked to last.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She turns her attention downward, to help him find whatever it must be-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Comes back ten minutes later with his face smudged and his hands covered in dirt-
-Sits down next to her, holding up the necklace she gave him- See? You gave me this.
...
Maybe you should take it back for a little while. You can find another stone, but I might lose this. There's... there's a lot going on. I already lost my dog tags, and the earrings Tifa gave me. This was easier to find because it was bigger, but I almost lost it too.
...
-She takes it, looking it over-
-She looks back-
Okay. You keep the stone, and I'll keep this. Until we don't need them any more.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Takes the stone, going back to turning it over in his hands-
Sounds fair.
...I think Jenova is gone now. I haven't heard her in a long time. Can't feel her there anymore. It's just me and the bad thoughts I get sometimes. I don't think those will ever go away.
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Maybe you pushed her out? Maybe you got so much bigger than her, you took over?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Shakes his head- She's bigger than me. I couldn't do that.
They washed her out. They put things in my head to erase people. It erases parts of me too, but the idea was that I could hold out through it longer than she could.
I think they're almost done. They've gotta be out of mako soon. And they can just give the the medicine once there's fewer of me, and I'll have enough of it to take it every day.
Just want it to be over. No more fighting or treatments or anything.
Maybe I could... I mean... my powers have fixed things before.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?You could fix me, maybe. But even if I pretend that if I just fix this and things will go back to the way they were...
Reeve, my friend, is still missing. He might be dead. I haven't found him yet. There are... there are a lot of people they had me kill. They're all dead too. I'm not human anymore. I don't need to eat, or sleep, or any of the things I used to enjoy that came with being a human. Everyone... everyone's afraid of me now, because they know. There are over two hundred thousand bodies that I'll have to burn. I'll be aware for every single minute of it, and when I'm done I'll still just.. just be a product. A few thousand of me, all interchangeable. I can't change what anyone else did to me, or what my own body did to itself, being what it is and what it keeps making me do.
I can't go back to how it was before. I'll never have somewhere to live with Tifa nearby, and a space in the garage to fix my bike, and a job where I get to fix things and help people, or a family ever again. It's gone now.
... You can live with me. In the church. I will make space.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?The church is too close to Edge. They don't want me there. I used to go there all the time, when I was feeling lonely. They'd know to look for me there.
...And I don't know what I'd do with the rest of me.
...Nobody will care if you live there, though. You can live there as long as you want. I can take you back now, if you like.
...
No. I want to stay here, to help you.
...
Did they throw rocks?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

So... if there were just ten thousand of me left...
Two hundred and thirty thousand. I could... I could space it out.
Let's say for a minute I do that. Then what? Where would I go?