sunshineverse | [Open] Well he did make his point...

"You say that like it's trash," She frowned at him, one of her eyes twitching briefly before she sighed and shook her head, "Barbeque. Might as well try a local specialty while you're here."

Without asking she took his hand then, gripping firmly to make sure that he'd have to really try to get her to let go of him as she led the way. He could say what he wanted, but Adela had grown in strength considerably since she was a child.

His loose stance turned rigid as she grabbed him and he only just refrained from ripping himself free of her touch, though a low growl was audible in his chest as he reluctantly fell into her wake.

The fact that he didn't pull away warmed her a bit, stiff as she was, and she flashed back a small smile at him to reflect that. Maybe he really was okay with everything now - her feelings had gotten through, just a little bit.

With that in mind she squeezed his hand a little before getting a table for them at the restaurant, at last letting to of his hand as they were led to a more private booth and were allowed to place their order.

"So... What was that about anyway? Bidding on me like that in the auction?" She asked almost too casually, curious as she started to leave herself more and more open. It almost didn't matter, what he had said to her when they had met during that border patrol of hers. Maybe he was just saying it because... He didn't think she cared about him anymore. Maybe.

Adela, at least then, really wanted to believe that things were getting a little better regardless of reason.

He was glaring when she looked to him, adjusting the glove he was wearing as he settled himself to wait for their meal. "I fail to see why it's not obvious."

"... I fail to see why it's supposed to be obvious," Her face shifted to a more serious, if inquisitive, expression then. Adela leaned forward on the table to look more closely at him, supporting her chin in her hand as she tried to study him.

"You pretty much treated me like I was less than nothing on border patrol, Seph... I..."

It took her a second before she sighed, deciding against telling him that she literally trained herself sick after that, "And then you come out of no where and start bidding ridiculously high amounts of money on me, then leave mid-auction? It doesn't make sense."

"I had no intention of winning." It was a dismissive statement, and he settled back, relaxed. "Is that all you wanted?"

"... Then, what? Were you trying to see who'd counterbid?"

He tilted his head slightly, then smirked. "Yes."

"Why?" Again Adela seemed puzzled, blinking a few times. Wait, no way, it couldn't... After what he had said last time, it almost seemed unbelievable. Her puzzlement shifted into an expression of shock, plain and open as she asked, "Wait... Were you worried about me? And how I was doing here?"

The look he gave her was sharp, almost predatory, and he tilted his head to the side. "That's one way to look at it, if not the most... correct."

Well that didn't take long. Her face fell a bit at that and she frowned, shoulders slumping while she absently began to pick at the beef that had been served so that she could start cooking it on the grill at their table, "Then what is it, if not that?"

"That is the question." His look turned into a smirk, thought he quality of it definitely didn't change. "I see no reason to tell you."

"... Why not?" She tried not to twitch, but it was difficult to hide her irritation with that answer. Just what in the world was he plotting...?

"You haven't done anything to earn it." He reached out, stealing the meat off the grill.

The conversation was clearly frustrating her then, and she huffed at him as her cheeks tinted before she took some more of the cooked meat for herself, "What do I have to do to earn it then? I wanna know what you were doing, Seph."

"Then perhaps you should realize that figuring out the reasons is your responsibility, not my obligation." He gave her an arch look, nibbling on the food.

"... I'm starting to wonder if I knew you at all."

A sigh left her then, her irritation fading into something akin to... Who knew. Her expression had definitely fallen though, and she chewed pensively on a piece of cooked beef that she had just taken from the grill.

"Maybe... Maybe I'm remembering wrong, but you weren't like that before. You'd just answer when I was younger and I asked."

"That was before my cousin died, now isn't it?" He flicked his gaze over her. "All I see before me is a Konoha girl who happens to bear a resemblance."

Her breath caught then and she stared, wide-eyed, at him. Just what was he...

"Seph..."

That was right... That was how they managed to lose Kirigakure search nins long enough, that was why there was a whole blow up last year. That was why...

"... I didn't know they did that until last year, Seph. When everyone else found out," The words were mumbled and she looked down, frowning. Even so... It had been a long time. A really long time since they had been close, or even remotely so.

"... I remember I was really proud, to show you that I could do the technique too. I understand why my parents didn't want that life for me... They gave up everything so that I'd have a choice."

"No, you had no choice. They made it for you and you happily abandoned everything, never to give anything left behind another thought." He brushed it off with almost brutal simplicity, the matter of fact chill in his voice at odds with his relaxed posture.

Something in her snapped at the comment and in a flash she was on her feet, her palm slamming against the table as she glared at him and raised her voice, "What the hell makes you think I forgot, or wanted to leave behind everyone and everything important to me? What do you actually know about what happened when the clan elders found out about me!? I wanted to stay with my parents, and I wanted to stay with you Sephiroth!"

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He tilted his head, staring at her, and there was interest under the impassive cold, an edge of curiosity that he quickly smothered out of sight. His tone, however, hadn't changed. "And yet I believed you dead, because you upheld the ruse."

"Ask me."

She was glaring at him, but there was something else going on - her eyes began to shine, wet, getting worse as she still kept yelling at him and basically causing a scene, "You said that I happily abandoned everyone and everything I ever loved, that I would voluntarily leave my family behind to go off to a place I didn't even know and suddenly just start living there. How do you know that other than your own goddamn assumption!?"

By that point she was seething, emotions spilling forth as all the venom began to drain out of her into her words, pain and sadness turning to anger all the while, "Why didn't you ask me about why the instant you found out!? Why aren't you asking me now!? Is your own guesswork just good enough for you without having any fucking real answers!? Do you just not care about what I might think about the whole thing, or do you not even want to accept that maybe you might be wrong about something for once in your goddamn life!? Do you just not care about what I have to say or about me at all, Seph!? Am I still just a stupid kid to you? Was I always just a stupid kid to you!?"

This was pointless, but... She didn't want it to be. The words, the questions she was asking, all stabbed hard into her chest and made it harder to think clearly. She shook then, her energy gone before she pulled out her wallet and too harshly slammed far too much money for their meal on the table before muttering something, "I'm going. Find me when you figure it out, if you even want to."

He watched her, letting her rant uninterrupted, and he pulled up the perfected mask of complete and total indifference, his voice quieter, level, and without a hint of his true thoughts coloring it. It was his game face, the one he used when he didn't want the other party to know what he was thinking.

He'd never directed it at her before.

"Adela. Who do you think it was, exactly, who found out you were still alive last year?"

She stopped then, silent as her back was turned to him. She couldn't look at him, not then - she didn't want to. She didn't know what she'd see if she did. What Adela did say was just as quiet, tone shaky in a clear reflection of her turbulent emotions, "I dunno. No one told me that. Why's it matter?"

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