[ She doesn't budge. Amos is wrong — this isn't the way. ]
What's the point in saving a world when there's no one left to save?
[ Aerith stands up a little taller, a little straighter, arms still outstretched to block Amos from Estinien, to block Estinien from Amos. She doesn't know where she is, who any of these people are. She doesn't know what's going on.
But she does know that what Amos is saying is wrong. ]
If there's a way to save it, to keep the people I love from vanishing, without tearing apart the cosmos, then I'll find it and I'll do it. That's the path I chose back home. Doing the right thing isn't easy. But what you're saying... it's wrong. It's just plain wrong.
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What's the point in saving a world when there's no one left to save?
[ Aerith stands up a little taller, a little straighter, arms still outstretched to block Amos from Estinien, to block Estinien from Amos. She doesn't know where she is, who any of these people are. She doesn't know what's going on.
But she does know that what Amos is saying is wrong. ]
If there's a way to save it, to keep the people I love from vanishing, without tearing apart the cosmos, then I'll find it and I'll do it. That's the path I chose back home. Doing the right thing isn't easy. But what you're saying... it's wrong. It's just plain wrong.
[ She looks over her shoulder at Estinien. ]
Who are Himeka and Abel?