Learning one of our superior commanding leaders was actually the leader of the Foe had been shocking and infuriating enough, but to think I had been working in the same building, taking orders from him...
[His grip tightens for a moment, but feeling her soft warmth reminds him who he's with and he quickly loosens, not wanting to hurt her.]
Fortunately he wasn't my direct superior so interaction between us was minimal. But I never would have guessed... The ones I had been hunting for were within my grasp my whole life.
[There's a harsh chill in his voice. When he first learned about how the Foe had been part of Society all along, that alone had already set him reeling back to his past. But he still had his objectives, important missions, a better outlook on life—and support from colleagues and friends. He hadn't known what group could have destroyed his home, barely having any clues whenever he tried to look into it. He never expected to find the main perpetrators. He wanted to, but enough years had passed where just taking down the organization as a whole and stopping others from suffering the same fate he did would have been enough.
But then on that day... Even after learning that Heisenberg was part of it, he still never thought of making the connection. Until he heard that sound, that flash. It had sent him all the way back to that day, memories still so clear and vivid.
Even if he doesn't share these details, by how tightly he holds onto Tifa and presses his forehead against her, she can get a sense that he's thinking about it all over again.]
I wanted to strangle him with my bare hands, shove Flamek's barrel down his throat and destroy him the same way he destroyed my family.
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[His voice is a little cold, hollow.]
Learning one of our superior commanding leaders was actually the leader of the Foe had been shocking and infuriating enough, but to think I had been working in the same building, taking orders from him...
[His grip tightens for a moment, but feeling her soft warmth reminds him who he's with and he quickly loosens, not wanting to hurt her.]
Fortunately he wasn't my direct superior so interaction between us was minimal. But I never would have guessed... The ones I had been hunting for were within my grasp my whole life.
[There's a harsh chill in his voice. When he first learned about how the Foe had been part of Society all along, that alone had already set him reeling back to his past. But he still had his objectives, important missions, a better outlook on life—and support from colleagues and friends. He hadn't known what group could have destroyed his home, barely having any clues whenever he tried to look into it. He never expected to find the main perpetrators. He wanted to, but enough years had passed where just taking down the organization as a whole and stopping others from suffering the same fate he did would have been enough.
But then on that day... Even after learning that Heisenberg was part of it, he still never thought of making the connection. Until he heard that sound, that flash. It had sent him all the way back to that day, memories still so clear and vivid.
Even if he doesn't share these details, by how tightly he holds onto Tifa and presses his forehead against her, she can get a sense that he's thinking about it all over again.]
I wanted to strangle him with my bare hands, shove Flamek's barrel down his throat and destroy him the same way he destroyed my family.