[She thinks he'd look quite dashing in a chocobo onesie! With soft lil chocobo claws on his feet. That'll have to be a gift for him, someday.

But there he went. Yes, one thing to show that he had a monstrous form- wasn't that true of the vampires here and others? If he wanted to play that card, it could be mistaken as a monster of guilt.

She didn't have any fear of that form. Just a reasonable caution, since Vincent was...Vincent. He knew his limits better than anyone. He was a Turk, and...other things.

When he looked at her, she tilted her face down. A hand did go to his shoulder- not to comfort, but just...to have it there.]

Hilbert knows a little now. I showed him. I was angry.

[Not told. Showed. There's a difference.]

And most people still don't know I'm dead. Just that... lab-coated monsters liked pinning me to the wall.

Guess I'm lucky. I don't have a clear picture of the people I killed with Holy.