( Vincent watches Cloud's rigid body melt with guidance from his mentor into a fluid motion. The choreography isn't anything Vincent could imagine keeping up with, and he's impressed with the sight of Cloud doing so well. Although, perhaps that feeling of pride belongs to Cloud, and Vincent is absorbing the feeling along with the memory. He doesn't expect to Aerith within the memory. Any previous knowledge of this escapade blinks from his mind as Vincent concentrates on the sight of her. It was like he was viewing Aerith through a window, and all he needs to do is go through it.
He has to pull himself from the urge to reach out to her and look for her once Cloud's attention returns to the stranger dancing with him. Once the memory fades, Vincent sets the earrings down and holds his breath before he looks to Cloud. )
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He has to pull himself from the urge to reach out to her and look for her once Cloud's attention returns to the stranger dancing with him. Once the memory fades, Vincent sets the earrings down and holds his breath before he looks to Cloud. )
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