"Oh! Ours is curaga." Again the similarities and differences between the magic of their two worlds peaked Aerith's interests. It sounded as though the skill he was describing was oddly similar to the cure spells she was used. She almost went on about the other types they had, but she stopped herself when she realized this probably wasn't the time or place for that. "Life would be a lot easier if healing spells did heal pride though, huh?" she said with a little laugh. It was definitely a more forced laugh than her usual ones, but who could blame her given their current sandy situation?
"Your friend would be right! It is uncool," she looked down at the sand itself and frowned. "Hear that sand, you're uncool! Me, Yusuke, and his pirate friend all agree." Now that he'd mentioned a friend with a pirate aesthetic tied to his abilities, Aerith was 100% going to just think of him as being something like a pirate. There would be no changing her mental image of him, especially not after she decided to tell the sand they all thought it was uncool.
She was still frowning despite his explanation, her mood having been rather soured by her dripping sand drenched hair. It was really the hair that was causing the biggest issue at the moment. Given how thick her hair was (especially with the braid she usually wore it in) it had soaked up the moisture and the sand causing it to be unpleasantly heavy. She couldn't completely disagree with him though given what he'd said. "Well...it sounds like you had fun. What'd you and your friends do when you were at the beach? Maybe a story while we get to cover will cheer me up more."
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"Your friend would be right! It is uncool," she looked down at the sand itself and frowned. "Hear that sand, you're uncool! Me, Yusuke, and his pirate friend all agree." Now that he'd mentioned a friend with a pirate aesthetic tied to his abilities, Aerith was 100% going to just think of him as being something like a pirate. There would be no changing her mental image of him, especially not after she decided to tell the sand they all thought it was uncool.
She was still frowning despite his explanation, her mood having been rather soured by her dripping sand drenched hair. It was really the hair that was causing the biggest issue at the moment. Given how thick her hair was (especially with the braid she usually wore it in) it had soaked up the moisture and the sand causing it to be unpleasantly heavy. She couldn't completely disagree with him though given what he'd said. "Well...it sounds like you had fun. What'd you and your friends do when you were at the beach? Maybe a story while we get to cover will cheer me up more."