Motoko's dream 2 (memory)
She turns herself toward the voice. "You know my name, use it Kefka." The slime hops down from her head and returns to his master.
"M-mo... I thought you said not to use it."
"You saved me from death at the hands of evil, That's more than enough to warrant using it. It's awkward always being called "Ninja friend" by everyone anyway. You can use it when we're alone or on the Eyrie." She turns back toward the waterfall. Kefka stands beside her.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep."
"Not used to actual beds after so long sleeping on the ground? The mats at home are a step up from bedrolls, but it shouldn't be..." Kefka's raises an eyebrow.
"Are you feeling alright? You're usually so... direct. Did Vartan put you up to this?" Motoko sighed.
"I've just been doing some thinking. About who I am, who I want to be, the way I've acted in the past. Thought I could loosen up a little." She unconsciously rubs her stump of a left arm before wincing.
"You don't need to change so suddenly. Let it come naturally." Kefka looks at Motoko's shoulder. "It still hurts doesn't it? I wasn't there when it happened, but I can't imagine how painful..."
"The pain is more in my mind than my body. The memories, the stares, the feeling of helplessness. I let them eat away at me for all that time, even when we travelled together after Neos." She scoffed and puts her hand over her mouth. "Years of training for physical and emotional control and I spill it all to an outsider." Kefka sets Howard down on the ground and turns to Motoko.
"Have I ever told you how I wound up adventuring? My mother..." The dream ends as she wakes up in her room at home. She looks at her hand.
"I already know. Now we've both faced our traumas together."
There is a knock at her door.
"It's Yasuhiro. Good morning friend. I have something I must discuss with you urgently."
"You can also use my name Yasuhiro.
"Also? Are you feeling well lady Motoko?"