"Oh, believe me, you're quite sane," Mithos assures Lloyd, with a wide smile even as Lloyd ignores him. "Everything might be a litte dreamlike for you, though..."
Anna shoots him a glare like death, too not-sober for this, but sober enough to remember she shouldn't address him directly right now. Based on the way he laughs, bright and jovial, he gets the message that she wants to strangle him for that. God, that was so rude.
"I'll see you later, Anna," he says. "You're welcome." And then he vanishes.
Anna stifles a sigh and starts paying attention to the converastion Colette and Lloyd were having, which she missed most of, but she catches Lloyd's final question at least.
"I am, yeah," she answers, though she sends a nervous look at Sheena, seeing as getting drunk enough to fall off the boat is a pretty bad first impression. "If, uh... she's still okay with that."
But then Anna swings her attention entirely back to Lloyd. "I was Yuan's guardian, too, so... I mean." She cuts off, somewhat abruptly, wishing she could take another swig of alcohol to wash down the grief with but that would be rude to Colette and also make her growing headache way worse than it already is. She's silent for a long moment, trying to bite down that grief enough that her voice doesn't crack when she speaks again. "You know. Someone has to."
Save Kratos, she wants to say, but can't. Save Sin, she could say, except not really. Defeat Sin would be the expected term, but those are words her mouth refuses to say, because Sin is smoke and mirrors with her husband at its core, and she can't very well say she legitimately intends to kill Martel herself, though there's nothing she wants more, so--
"Someone has to put an end to this cycle," she says, instead. "So. Yeah." Then she smiles, apologetic. "Sorry to drag you into this, Lloyd. You don't have to come if you don't want to, but... I would really like to show you around Spira, so..."
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Anna shoots him a glare like death, too not-sober for this, but sober enough to remember she shouldn't address him directly right now. Based on the way he laughs, bright and jovial, he gets the message that she wants to strangle him for that. God, that was so rude.
"I'll see you later, Anna," he says. "You're welcome." And then he vanishes.
Anna stifles a sigh and starts paying attention to the converastion Colette and Lloyd were having, which she missed most of, but she catches Lloyd's final question at least.
"I am, yeah," she answers, though she sends a nervous look at Sheena, seeing as getting drunk enough to fall off the boat is a pretty bad first impression. "If, uh... she's still okay with that."
But then Anna swings her attention entirely back to Lloyd. "I was Yuan's guardian, too, so... I mean." She cuts off, somewhat abruptly, wishing she could take another swig of alcohol to wash down the grief with but that would be rude to Colette and also make her growing headache way worse than it already is. She's silent for a long moment, trying to bite down that grief enough that her voice doesn't crack when she speaks again. "You know. Someone has to."
Save Kratos, she wants to say, but can't. Save Sin, she could say, except not really. Defeat Sin would be the expected term, but those are words her mouth refuses to say, because Sin is smoke and mirrors with her husband at its core, and she can't very well say she legitimately intends to kill Martel herself, though there's nothing she wants more, so--
"Someone has to put an end to this cycle," she says, instead. "So. Yeah." Then she smiles, apologetic. "Sorry to drag you into this, Lloyd. You don't have to come if you don't want to, but... I would really like to show you around Spira, so..."