[She's got her own job to do here, her own rounds to make. That's why she's here, cleaning graves, dropping shells from floor 62 on a few select ones (especially Yu's). And then she spots Diarmuid, clearly mourning himself. And there's a pang in her heart as she watches, followed by smatterings of guilt.
She'd never been outright hostile, but her conversation with Reno had made her realize she hadn't exactly been fair either.
She gets close, but waits, doesn't interrupt. It's only when he finishes his song that she finally speaks up, looking down at the grave that he's looking at. So many people came and left in the Tower, and Xion was more acutely aware of it than most, given her job and the length of her stay.]
I'm sorry.
[For this, his friend that's left, but also for a lot of other things as well.]
Floor 48
She'd never been outright hostile, but her conversation with Reno had made her realize she hadn't exactly been fair either.
She gets close, but waits, doesn't interrupt. It's only when he finishes his song that she finally speaks up, looking down at the grave that he's looking at. So many people came and left in the Tower, and Xion was more acutely aware of it than most, given her job and the length of her stay.]
I'm sorry.
[For this, his friend that's left, but also for a lot of other things as well.]