((OOC: Why do I get the feeling that I will have to read a ton of posts upon my return? :O ))
Niola took a few more steps to Cyr and paused. Something did not feel right about him. The sensation of pain, fear, sorrow -- a bunch of emotions she herself did not understand seemed to escape from his being, clear as day. However, her focus travelled from him to Sanguis. Not only was he motionless, but he held the expression of someone pondering over something of meaning to them. Trying to figure what it could be, Niola finally noticed that she said Cyr's name outloud. Clenching her fingers into fists and punishing herself by sinking her nails into the sensitive skin that lined both her palms, Niola walked over to him and knelt down, so she could stare into his eyes. Then, as lightly as one could possibly lower their voice so that it was almost inaudible, Niola murmured:
"Just who exactly are you, and why are you so interested in Cyr?"
All this was done right before he spoke, at which Niola sprung upward, twirled once to regain balance, and grinned at Sanguis. It was as if a different person replaced her, a cunning witch that donned her mystical mask, hiding her true face within it. Nodding with understandment, Niola replied,
"I am glad you seem to be doing better." A pause, then,
"But doesn't that mean your suffering will only double later on? I guess with Nel around, you will be okay, but...just don't overdo yourself, 'kay?"
"We have experienced enough tragedies..."
"Isn't that a strange occurance, even to people like us?" Niola's attention this time was focused on Cyr. The way he spoke about people's memories flowing through him like a sponge absorbs water was peculiar. Had something like that happen to her, she would definately freak out. Having people that close to her...it would be both disturbing and...
cramped. Besides, Niola liked viewing people from afar; that way, she could discover something new about someone that she didn't know before. How Cyr could deal with something like reading the thoughts of others on a daily basis, let alone having them bombard your thoughts in such a way...Cyr really was an amazing person.
"H-hey, wait up!" Niola called out to the fading image of Cyr before turning towards the window.
"Jeez...come on you two, or the both of you might get left behind--ah! He's already--"
((OOC: Weee, time to watch Final Fantasy:Crisis Core cutscenes.
))