blessed with sharp wisdom and intelligence, she had matured a long time ago, when her peers were still stuck in their child phase.
always the observant, absorbing everything around her, yet nothing comes out from her tongue, unless the situation urges her to ; making only relevant, needed words to be spoken out of her.
a compassionate and a soul full of empathy; always putting herself in someone else's shoes, empathizing instead of sympathizing, always soothen one's troubled heart with a carefully picked words, a fitting strands of word that one craves to hear when in distress.
she's the Quistis of my self rendered ff8.
and somehow, that makes it bearable staying here, without my best rival slash good friend, and my companion of sorts that are currently few thousand kilometres from here.