II. i know what you are
"I know you kill people," Aerith said to him casually one day as he sat watching her from the church pew. She was sitting cross-legged with a freshly made flower crown resting on her head and her eggshell white dress covered in various hues of pink petals.
"I know that you are a Turk," she continued as she got up and sat next to him. "And apart of your job is to kill people."
Tseng's coffee brown eyes narrowed at her remark. He started to open his mouth in protest, but her finger was in front of his lips before he could continue.
"Tseng, you are a good person," she said as she delicately rested her hand on his shoulder. "I just...feel sorry for you."
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