[ She has seen corruption similar to that before, back home. She and her friends had to make the same choice as Argenti too, even if it hurt their hearts.
And so, Aerith clasps her hands in front of her, closing her eyes. It's not a prayer, not really, but a moment of silence to remember the guilt, despair, and fear that Argenti felt as he had to slay his fellow Knights.
She owes the ones he cared about this little moment, standing in a reflective sort of quiet as she lets these memories settle into her heart. ]
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And so, Aerith clasps her hands in front of her, closing her eyes. It's not a prayer, not really, but a moment of silence to remember the guilt, despair, and fear that Argenti felt as he had to slay his fellow Knights.
She owes the ones he cared about this little moment, standing in a reflective sort of quiet as she lets these memories settle into her heart. ]