All of the names in this memory are currently blocked out.
Summary—
You walk into a dark, rain-drenched alleyway, every muscle tensed and ready — and you don't have long to wait before a bunch of Red-Eyes descend on you. You smirk, discarding the sheath of your sword, and prepare for a fight.
It's fun, even if privately you might admit you're a little bit in over your head — but that doesn't mean you needed rescuing, and it definitely doesn't mean you were hoping anyone would cut in...
...but then someone does. He does. ▓▓▓▓▓.
He asks if you're all right. Startled, you blurt his name — then hey! That was your line. He's been looking for you? Yeah, that's your line, too!
Between quips, the two of you clean up the remaining Red-Eyes, and... man, it feels nice. Being so in sync with someone like that. You can't remember the last time that happened. Or the last time you two just talked for even this long without—
—oh, there it is. Now you're arguing.
He says he's happy you're finally seeing the world outside the barrier, but apparently getting your name on a wanted poster wasn't supposed to be part of the package. Spoilsport. He's not even happy for you that it's up to 10,000 gald!
Oh, hey, there's Girl in White! She heard the commotion. And she's going to make a perfect distraction, you can tell.
You extricate yourself from the conversation, but keep half an ear on it. You watch him tug her off in the direction of the inn for a more private conversation, then muse that you should go catch up with the rest of the party.
Notables—
Same rainy town from Memory #6, and it seems to line up pretty well with Memory #12.
Internally—
You know the wanted poster's full of false allegations and half truths, you know you could calm ▓▓▓▓▓ down if you just explained — and some part of you even wanted to, but... you couldn't help needling him instead.
You were happy for Girl in White that she was going to get to reunite with ▓▓▓▓▓ at long last, but — when you heard ▓▓▓▓▓ use her full name, even a title, all tense and formal — something inside you just unclenched. Huh.
Memory #24
Video—
- Here. Memory finishes at ~8:18 (~3 minutes).
- All of the names in this memory are currently blocked out.
Summary—- You walk into a dark, rain-drenched alleyway, every muscle tensed and ready — and you don't have long to wait before a bunch of Red-Eyes descend on you. You smirk, discarding the sheath of your sword, and prepare for a fight.
- It's fun, even if privately you might admit you're a little bit in over your head — but that doesn't mean you needed rescuing, and it definitely doesn't mean you were hoping anyone would cut in...
- ...but then someone does. He does. ▓▓▓▓▓.
- He asks if you're all right. Startled, you blurt his name — then hey! That was your line. He's been looking for you? Yeah, that's your line, too!
- Between quips, the two of you clean up the remaining Red-Eyes, and... man, it feels nice. Being so in sync with someone like that. You can't remember the last time that happened. Or the last time you two just talked for even this long without—
- —oh, there it is. Now you're arguing.
- He says he's happy you're finally seeing the world outside the barrier, but apparently getting your name on a wanted poster wasn't supposed to be part of the package. Spoilsport. He's not even happy for you that it's up to 10,000 gald!
- Oh, hey, there's Girl in White! She heard the commotion. And she's going to make a perfect distraction, you can tell.
- You extricate yourself from the conversation, but keep half an ear on it. You watch him tug her off in the direction of the inn for a more private conversation, then muse that you should go catch up with the rest of the party.
Notables—- Same rainy town from Memory #6, and it seems to line up pretty well with Memory #12.
Internally—