"Riley."
"Aerith."
"What do you think of this? Should we live here next?"
"What is wrong with this place?"
"Riley, look at that."
"Where?"
"Exactly, there's nothing there. There's nothing here!"
Somewhere far away from Theran, in an uncountable years later—Riley and Aerith were on barren land. Devoid of anything other than their warmth as they cradled under a red moon; their bodies, only covered by a single piece of blanket.
"There's you and me, Aerith. Isn't that the only thing that matters?"
"...Hn," Aerith could really only close her eyes as she rested her head on Riley's bare chest; her body that was also bare, also wrapping Riley beneath the blanket; her soft white thighs, on top of Riley's waist,
"But I want to see and meet people," Aerith snuggled her cheeks on Riley's chest; her lips, pecking his neck from time to time, "Do you not miss interacting with other pe—Riley!"
"Sorry, it's out of my control."
