all that jazz
theme 17: jealousy
"Tell me."
"No."
"Tell me."
"No." A laugh.
"Tell me!" But still, Reno persisted.
"What do you want me to say?" Elena threw him an amused glance, hands on her hips. "That I like him more than you? It doesn't matter!"
"But 'Laney… I want to know." Truthfully, Reno knew that it didn't matter. But his curiosity was piqued, and so, he had to know.
"Okay. Fine. You know what? I'll tell you." Elena relented, giving in to his request. "You ready?"
"Hit me."
"With pleasure." She punched his shoulder, teasing him. "… I choose our darling pet chocobo."
"You're avoiding the question." Reno pouted.
"Exactly." Elena smothered a smile, glancing at the distant Rude. "I will never choose between you; so I pick Spuhluka."
"Huh." Reno nodded. "Fair game."
But internally, he wondered. What had a chocobo got that he hadn't?