"Aerith," Wanda repeated, the name somehow making the idea of the lost friend so much more concrete. She gave a little grimace -- sympathy, discomfort -- and stepped back as Cloud stepped forward. Wanda wasn't worried about being caught, she had plenty of options, but the spookier thing about Cloud was the strange feel of his mind when he thought about the state of his memories. She'd never felt anything like it.
"Not the gap, the carnival," she said uneasily. She wasn't sure why Cloud didn't come right out and say something if he disapproved of sneaking in, but if he was depending on her incriminating herself... She considered brazening it out, going around and paying for a ticket, but that would just be going to the carnival, it wouldn't be ... nothing like old times, the times she hadn't realized would be so precious to her, when she still had Pietro beside her.
And Pietro wouldn't wait around to explain himself either, though this would be easier with someone else to help. But she could play both parts.
"I remember important things too," she said, very seriously, raising her head and staring into Cloud's eyes, trying to keep his attention entirely on her. There wasn't actually anyone sneaking up on him, but...
"I remember my parents, before they died," she said with a tiny gulp, "And I remember how it was after that, when the only food was stolen food, and the only fun was stolen fun..."
She let her eyes move past him, her eyes widening and her face momentarily slack as if she was surprised by what she could see. Her lips moved, shaping a name, a protest, and if that didn't get him to look around to see what she was looking at--
She let a little flicker of red escape her fingers, knocking over a can with a clatter. Depending on that to distract Cloud for a few seconds, she dove through the gap. The first hiding place though the gap, she remembered, would be too obvious, but second one had looked like she could squirm through between a pair of tents and end up on the main walkway, mingling with the crowd with no one the wiser. That was where she would try to end up.
As she turned to begin that sequence, she thought that it might be foolish to do this when she was entirely capable of paying, but it was fun.