... Don't thank me. This is really all I can do right now.
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You wanna try singing it? Don't get me wrong, I'm an amazing singer [ her voice is scratchy because she's trying to settle her sad feelings ], but you're a professional.
[ the violence sweeps back in with more anger and resentment with a horrible sense of futility. the murderous intent is back, and she slaps a hand against the barrier. ]
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Mmhmm. She sung it in front of everyone in the Gold Saucer. She was really something.
[ wiping her eyes a bit bc she definitely started tearing up throughout that ]
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Thank you, Yuffie.
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You wanna try singing it? Don't get me wrong, I'm an amazing singer [ her voice is scratchy because she's trying to settle her sad feelings ], but you're a professional.
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[ her sadness is a terrible thing. it almost sounds as if her voice is becoming quieter. ]
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[ yeah, there is dread and worsening concern. but, well. ]
If you promise me something, I'll keep singing. How about that?
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[ robin doesn't know if she can promise anything, but she can at least hear it. ]
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You already blame me.
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I don't. I blame the cult assholes who put us through all this crap, you included.
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