[There are a few things in her lifetime she had not experiened yet. She's into see the beautiful explosion of her own hand-made bomb. She's not hydroplaned a high end sports car on a wet race track or raced a chcobo at Golde Saucer. And she had never been, played, or felt like the damsel needing to be rescued. Not even during the Crater incident.
But when she found herself being scooped up brida style and carries away, that was at least one item she could check off. Even though the very situation made her feel very much less like a Turk and more like a regular woman. Which, for the time being, wasn't exactly the most horrible thing ever. Arms wrap loosely around his neck, keeping herself as close as possible to him for the warth to stave off the cold.]
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But when she found herself being scooped up brida style and carries away, that was at least one item she could check off. Even though the very situation made her feel very much less like a Turk and more like a regular woman. Which, for the time being, wasn't exactly the most horrible thing ever. Arms wrap loosely around his neck, keeping herself as close as possible to him for the warth to stave off the cold.]
'M not t-too heavy, am I?