Re: Kitchen
//*Listen to pleasing music be it of the planet or of human make. Dischord ferments the same.*// Siren replied simply. //*Walk to an ocean, down a trail, pick a song, shut your eyes and let me hear the music.*// She ruffled her hair-feathers and hummed softly. //*Those are the things that please me.*//
Quistis blinked a bit at Cloud's rectiation. "So... when you say that falling into the green goo is a bad thing, you're saying that there's a high chance it'll mentally overload you and undo the work you've done getting yourself back together?" She winced a bit internally. "Right, saftey tip, keep you away from the green stuff."