[ Monika may very well feel like an imposter, but Aerith has no idea what is going on in her mind. It's perhaps a small blessing that she's as clueless as she is, right? She watches Monika's expression, kicking one of her feet back and forth idly. She's waiting for some kind of shoe to drop— for it to make sense. Why does a girl so young and with such a long future ahead of her seem so cagey? ]
Hey. What's wrong?
[ Because something is, you know, wrong, obviously. Aerith tilts her head, lips pinching together before she continues. ] It'll be alright. No one's going to be mad at you.
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Hey. What's wrong?
[ Because something is, you know, wrong, obviously. Aerith tilts her head, lips pinching together before she continues. ] It'll be alright. No one's going to be mad at you.