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[Distressed, Materia was still trying to check and see if Night was bleeding when he got up. He was too tall for her to keep examining his scalp when he was standing, so she reluctantly left off the attempt and accepted the boost back to her feet.]

I'm really sorry, I can't believe she...

[Her voice trailed off, and Materia found herself suddenly unable to look up from her grass-stained boots. I can't believe she attacked you for nothing. Except he wasn't doing nothing, it was definitely something, but not a bad something, not even remotely bad, except...

Except where did that leave them, now? Were rivals allowed to be friends? Or more? And would they ever hear the end of it? Materia gulped, feeling suddenly shy all over again without the boost of impulsiveness behind her.]

I...