Oh, I know! I don't mean to push you away or anything. It's all just pretty - pretty complicated and, uh. I'm not too sure of myself or what I want right now, I guess?
But if I do think of anything, I promise I'll call on you. Honest.
Oh, it's fine. I'm getting fussed over by pretty much everybody, way worse than just... you know. Offering an ear. It's so dumb! Especially when I'm the only one who didn't get hurt. Not even a broken nail.
[ Way to let the skag out of the bag on that one, geez. ]
Um, yes. My-- Jack, too. Something happened to Rhys while we were locked up, Iunno if it was the isolation or a port malfunction? But he kind of maybe sorta tried to rip his own arm off a little.
[Well! A broken rib and an arm wound is far better than what she was expecting, so she lets out a relieved breath.]
Okay. That's good. And what about Clayton?
[She should ask about Jack, too, probably. Angel doesn't seem nearly as furious as Tifa thinks she should be, and it would be polite, but she just can't bring herself to do it.]
Basically, um. Just pay attention to him? And don't needle him for whining too much. A little is acceptable, he can. Go pretty overboard. He likes being appreciated, you know? And mistaken for someone who's actually cool.
I didn't think so at first, either! I thought he was a shady corporate stooge who was probably only talking to me to suck up to my dad.
But then you spend like five minutes with him in-person and - hm. It's like a physical wave of dork? It kind of knocks you back for a second, it's really strong.
Oh, sorry, I keep forgetting people here don't know. Dad owns a company! Hyperion. Pretty much the hugest arms and robotics company in the galaxy. Rhys worked for us. Uh - worked for him. Most people who work for Hyperion, they're... not very nice. It's an incredibly cutthroat environment.
[Tifa immediately makes a connection between Hyperion and Shinra, accurate or not, because Shinra is pretty much always on her mind. Awful. She hums thoughtfully.]
In the galaxy, huh? He must be really powerful, then.
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[Need anything like her dad punched in the face, honestly. Or just to talk. WHICHEVER.]
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But if I do think of anything, I promise I'll call on you. Honest.
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[SHE IS SO BAD AT THIS?]
If you want to talk about anything, I mean, or you need cheering up.
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I don't sound off, do I? Or miserable? Oh geez.
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[She sighs, more at herself than at the conversation.]
I'm sorry I'm being overprotective. I know you can take care of yourself.
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[ Grumble grumble jagoffs grumble. ]
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Rhys and Clayton were hurt?
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[ Way to let the skag out of the bag on that one, geez. ]
Um, yes. My-- Jack, too. Something happened to Rhys while we were locked up, Iunno if it was the isolation or a port malfunction? But he kind of maybe sorta tried to rip his own arm off a little.
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What? He didn't do it, right? He's okay?
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[ Wait that still sounds alarming doesn't it aboRT ABORT ABORT ]
I mean - he's awake and talking and - you know. Rhysing. He just has to take it easy for a little while.
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Okay. That's good. And what about Clayton?
[She should ask about Jack, too, probably. Angel doesn't seem nearly as furious as Tifa thinks she should be, and it would be polite, but she just can't bring herself to do it.]
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[ lmao ]
-- down the basement steps and hurt his arm, Iunno how bad it is. And, um, he kinda got clipped by Rhys' arm --
[ rofl ]
-- by accident while he was freaking out, so, um. But he says he's okay! I guess face wounds just bleed a lot. Like, a lot.
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[He's a doctor, after all.]
Um, you wanted me to cheer up Rhys, right? I don't know him very well. What usually works?
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[ YES GOOD. MUCH BETTER SUBJECT. ]
Basically, um. Just pay attention to him? And don't needle him for whining too much. A little is acceptable, he can. Go pretty overboard. He likes being appreciated, you know? And mistaken for someone who's actually cool.
[ Angel pls ]
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You don't think he's cool?
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I mean, um. Not that he isn't awesome. But so not cool.
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Why would he tuck it into his pants...?
[Please give her insight on this, Angel]
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[ Don't get her started on the fucking elfy shoes or the asymmetrical pinstripes okay SHE WILL BE HERE ALL WEEK ]
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[This coming from the girl who was crushing on Cloud, though, so her sensor is skewed.]
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But then you spend like five minutes with him in-person and - hm. It's like a physical wave of dork? It kind of knocks you back for a second, it's really strong.
[ Dank dork, yo ]
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Wait... A corporate stooge? And why would he suck up to your dad?
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[ To put it mildly. ]
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In the galaxy, huh? He must be really powerful, then.