To say they had earned a vacation was a gross understatement.
It was actually Lightning's— who went by Claire, as of recently— idea for the both of them to pack up their things and take a road trip across the new world. They fought hard for this world, so why not explore it to the fullest?
"I think Paris is my favorite, so far," the rosette had commented over dinner. They had decided to spend the night in their hotel in Rome, ordering room service and watching whatever movies they could find. "The Eiffel Tower was absolutely gorgeous."
"Okay, but did you see Germany? We were just in time for Oktoberfest." Hope replied in between bites.
"You're really happy about being twenty-seven again, aren't you?"
"Do you understand how it felt being fourteen again? It was torture. Puberty was awful the first time around; I didn't need to live through it another time. And the stress of the world ending and, you know, being possessed by a god ruined my clear skin."
"Just your skin. Definitely not your mental health." She gave a coy smile.
"Oh, no. Just my skin. Just like being savior and Etro's knight didn't give you PTSD."
"Nope. Gave me migraines, though. And mood swings."
"You've had mood swings since before all of this happened."
They kept a straight faced stare before bursting out laughing, dinner long forgotten.