[ He does not have light magic, and he also does not have a green thumb to help with raising plants.
Nevertheless, it seems he takes her feedback: Somnus, with one hand grasping the planter, then moves over to the window to use his other hand to raise the blinds, allowing light into the apartment. He sets the pot upon the sill.
[She nods, pleased with his conclusion. He couldn't be more right.]
You've got it.
[Then after a moment's thought, she gestures between the two of them.] People are like that, too. Just about everything needs some kind of balance. It's said that too much of something is usually a bad thing, so maybe moderation in all things.
[Although whether she thinks that of optimism remains to be seen.]
[ He stares down at her, long and hard. Stiffly: ]
Pictures.
[ From his expression, perhaps one might think that he doesn't know what they are-- but no, he does. He's been a spirit trapped until the modern age, and the Chosen had traveled with the Gunner who frequently captures their moments on camera.
However. He doesn't know how to properly use his communication device. ]
[She taps at her chin thoughtfully. Which one is it—does he not know what one is, or does he not know how they work? It could easily be both, admittedly. Somnus is obviously from a world that's a little more... archaic in nature. (Not so unlike Camelot.)]
Hm. Want me to show you?
[Her eyebrows raise and she flashes him a grand smile.]
Aerith shakes her head, amused by his response and she sidles right on up to him as she's taking out her phone to show him. She's had plenty of time to play with it in her quieter moments. In fact, thanks to Tifa, she's spent a lot of that time looking at baby animals...
She brings up her camera and sets it to selfie mode, because of course she does and she adjusts so they both fit in the frame.]
See? Just like this.
[Aerith sneaks a peek up to him.] What do I have to bribe you with to get you to smile?
[ He observes her motions attentively, blinking as she moves to his side and the camera reverses to themselves.
It's her bright expression and his dour one, coupled on the camera. They couldn't be a more ill-fitting match for a portrait. Smiling would correct this, but he won't be doing anything of the sort.
[She offers him a subtle frown. But after a moment's consideration, she decides she shouldn't be greedy. Maybe one day he'll actually look happy about something instead of something close to miserable.]
Guess I can't be picky! Any picture is a good one!
[So she's back to smiles and she quickly snaps a picture of the two of them together, Somnus' frown and everything. And then she rapidly flips through filters. Oh, what's this? Flower crowns?
[She can't decide whether she likes the flower crowns more with sparkles, or hearts and puppy dog ears.
So... she saves one of each, naturally. And one with no filters, because... Well. Not long after, she sets it as her phone's background. It's a nice little reminder of the memory they've made today.]
There we go!
[Aerith points out the actual messaging device and she shows him how to attach pictures.]
Then you send and ta-daaaa, instant picture. Pretty neat, right?
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Nevertheless, it seems he takes her feedback: Somnus, with one hand grasping the planter, then moves over to the window to use his other hand to raise the blinds, allowing light into the apartment. He sets the pot upon the sill.
From her small lesson, he concludes: ]
Balance is required to thrive.
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You've got it.
[Then after a moment's thought, she gestures between the two of them.] People are like that, too. Just about everything needs some kind of balance. It's said that too much of something is usually a bad thing, so maybe moderation in all things.
[Although whether she thinks that of optimism remains to be seen.]
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For that, all else he can say is this: ]
I shall cultivate this plant.
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[Something she looks extremely pleased about.]
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Pictures.
[ From his expression, perhaps one might think that he doesn't know what they are-- but no, he does. He's been a spirit trapped until the modern age, and the Chosen had traveled with the Gunner who frequently captures their moments on camera.
However. He doesn't know how to properly use his communication device. ]
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Hm. Want me to show you?
[Her eyebrows raise and she flashes him a grand smile.]
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[ Is his answer, but he won't be opposed if she brought out her phone. ]
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Aerith shakes her head, amused by his response and she sidles right on up to him as she's taking out her phone to show him. She's had plenty of time to play with it in her quieter moments. In fact, thanks to Tifa, she's spent a lot of that time looking at baby animals...
She brings up her camera and sets it to selfie mode, because of course she does and she adjusts so they both fit in the frame.]
See? Just like this.
[Aerith sneaks a peek up to him.] What do I have to bribe you with to get you to smile?
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It's her bright expression and his dour one, coupled on the camera. They couldn't be a more ill-fitting match for a portrait. Smiling would correct this, but he won't be doing anything of the sort.
Instead, curtly, he speaks: ]
I thank you for your lesson.
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[She offers him a subtle frown. But after a moment's consideration, she decides she shouldn't be greedy. Maybe one day he'll actually look happy about something instead of something close to miserable.]
Guess I can't be picky! Any picture is a good one!
[So she's back to smiles and she quickly snaps a picture of the two of them together, Somnus' frown and everything. And then she rapidly flips through filters. Oh, what's this? Flower crowns?
Awwright, flower crowns!]
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(but no, he's really just observing how she's doing it)
In any case, he doesn't have much else to say. ]
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So... she saves one of each, naturally. And one with no filters, because... Well. Not long after, she sets it as her phone's background. It's a nice little reminder of the memory they've made today.]
There we go!
[Aerith points out the actual messaging device and she shows him how to attach pictures.]
Then you send and ta-daaaa, instant picture. Pretty neat, right?