"This… is my fault."
"Aerith… They… might just be unconscious, themarians are the strongest—"
"This is my fault."
Paige wanted to place her hand on Aerith's shoulder, but before she could do so, Aerith suddenly stepped forward—stretching the window and shattering a part of it as she let herself drop to the ground.
"Aerith!" Paige wanted to follow her outside, but the window healed and closed before she could even take a single step, "We… we need to go out there… now!"
And as Paige and the others scurried to rush out of the ship, Aerith's feet landed on New Theran; her knees touching it not even a second later as she lost all strength to even move.
And it wasn't only because of the weight that now drowned her, no—she truly felt heavy.
"...No," Aerith shook her head as she forced herself to look forward; her eyes, reflecting her people. She was no longer asking herself what happened—she knew why.
