[He watches her, unmoving as she approaches, as though he were made of carved stone. Her nearness confirms that she's not a face he recognizes, though it isn't surprising. It had been explained to him that all of the Summoned may wander across the Horizon freely, and not merely those belonging to the Free Cities.
Finally, his eyes wander to the encased tree a second time. The red wisps that existed moments before are gone now, and he assumes it had been some proof of her influence. Magic, maybe? Or her will, pressing into the shape of his own domain?]
It's a recreation of- [For how assuredly he began that statement, there is a hitch here. The idea is difficult to quantify. "Home" is too simple, feels too much like a permanent fixture of his spirit for a place that had begun to waver in his estimation of it.] -the company I work for. On my Planet.
[Eyes back to her, sharp and searching.]
There are more welcoming places to visit.
[Shinra headquarters is a hollow place with only two souls wandering its halls.]
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Finally, his eyes wander to the encased tree a second time. The red wisps that existed moments before are gone now, and he assumes it had been some proof of her influence. Magic, maybe? Or her will, pressing into the shape of his own domain?]
It's a recreation of- [For how assuredly he began that statement, there is a hitch here. The idea is difficult to quantify. "Home" is too simple, feels too much like a permanent fixture of his spirit for a place that had begun to waver in his estimation of it.] -the company I work for. On my Planet.
[Eyes back to her, sharp and searching.]
There are more welcoming places to visit.
[Shinra headquarters is a hollow place with only two souls wandering its halls.]