Gideon blinks, and her vision does a thing. Not that Sephiroth had been invisible. No. Gideon notices him, in the bits of the world she's most aware of. Back in the shop with so many objects it doesn't seem to fully render in her mind, instead skipping over patches as a tumult of color. So far as things people might see of her, Gideon doesn't much mind this one.
"More or less," Gideon says, "Since we left the Ninth House." The calm moments more resemble the universe taking a deep breath before letting loose hell than true evenness to the world. Gideon barely remembers the River. She waves one hand, still holding the key, "Most of that was in the River, so spirits, the dead, eats most people up in a matter of seconds. If you count that as the world." She shrugs. Only Crux would maintain a relationship with Harrow for a sense of ordinary life.
III
"More or less," Gideon says, "Since we left the Ninth House." The calm moments more resemble the universe taking a deep breath before letting loose hell than true evenness to the world. Gideon barely remembers the River. She waves one hand, still holding the key, "Most of that was in the River, so spirits, the dead, eats most people up in a matter of seconds. If you count that as the world." She shrugs. Only Crux would maintain a relationship with Harrow for a sense of ordinary life.