[it makes sense that Aerith would've grown up in the time he was gone, but it's bittersweet, too. It's immediately obvious that she knows how to fight, to defend herself, but at the same time she shouldn't have to.
But worse is that she knows who Hojo is, and - if he was real, he'd let her lash out. Hell, he'd beat the hell out of him, for everything he's done.
He reaches out to catch Aerith's wrist, gently tugging her away from the illusion. Hojo looks up from his clipboard and seems to look at both of them for a moment, thoughtfully, before he sneers and his attention returns to the pods]
C'mon, let's find our way out of here before - [he cuts off; he doesn't want it to show any more than it already has]
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But worse is that she knows who Hojo is, and - if he was real, he'd let her lash out.
Hell, he'd beat the hell out of him, for everything he's done.
He reaches out to catch Aerith's wrist, gently tugging her away from the illusion. Hojo looks up from his clipboard and seems to look at both of them for a moment, thoughtfully, before he sneers and his attention returns to the pods]
C'mon, let's find our way out of here before - [he cuts off; he doesn't want it to show any more than it already has]