[ maybe it makes her a bad person, but she isn't sure she wants to try helping sephiroth. no matter what sephiroth says or what zack believes, nothing will change what happened for cloud and tifa. nothing can bring their parents or the rest of the townsfolk back. and nothing will ever erase the memories of fire and the smells of burning from their minds.

or the death of aerith from tifa's.

that sort of thing isn't just forgiven.

she bows her head, holding onto her composure as best she can, even if she feels like the world is crumbling around her yet again. ]

I can't... [ can't forgive him, can't try to help, can't cope. ] There's no telling if he'll keep his head together here or how long it'll be before he loses it and we have another Nibelheim incident on our hands.

[ and if they knew of the possibility and stood aside and did nothing to prevent it, if the exact same thing happened again and all these people were slaughtered just like their hometown...? how could they live with themselves?

she bites her lower lip. she's frightened and doesn't know how to say it. ]