[Serph takes a seat next to Rinoa. Not super close, but nevertheless close enough for her to lean against him if she wished to. And he quietly listens to her words, allowing to get all the words out without interruption.
When Rinoa trails off, he rests a hand on her shoulder. His voice is calm and reassuring, his demeanour no different from his usual presence. Hey, it's alright.]
You're not Ultimecia.
[That is the name of the Sorceress, right? He doesn't think any less of Rinoa, especially when he doesn't think she's done anything wrong. And while Serph isn't one to give false hope, he feels like he should mention something.]
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When Rinoa trails off, he rests a hand on her shoulder. His voice is calm and reassuring, his demeanour no different from his usual presence. Hey, it's alright.]
You're not Ultimecia.
[That is the name of the Sorceress, right? He doesn't think any less of Rinoa, especially when he doesn't think she's done anything wrong. And while Serph isn't one to give false hope, he feels like he should mention something.]
Squall and Selphie are here. They are fine.