In much the same way as Tifa, Terra gives Ienzo a blank look at the unfamiliar jargon. It takes effort on his part to not reach up and scratch his head in confusion, instead focusing on a confused fidget of their clasped hands. A subtle scratch with a callused thumb, a question left unsaid for a moment.
"W-t-E? ...Waste to energy?" he hazards, convincing himself that he can't shy away from guessing lest he seem completely inattentive. "I'm glad you've been keeping busy," he adds, no less sincere despite any confusion that clung onto his voice.
There's just a tinge of something in Ienzo's face that carries into his eyes, relaxed and happy after ... well, everything that could have taken that away. Terra lets that comment hang as he turns his attention back to the gardening system, watching the volunteers continue carefully arranging the seedlings. Then he's back to looking at Ienzo, as if confirming to himself that the look had not changed.
"Satisfaction's a good look on you."
He can't help a faint cough and twitch of his lips that accompany the words.
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"W-t-E? ...Waste to energy?" he hazards, convincing himself that he can't shy away from guessing lest he seem completely inattentive. "I'm glad you've been keeping busy," he adds, no less sincere despite any confusion that clung onto his voice.
There's just a tinge of something in Ienzo's face that carries into his eyes, relaxed and happy after ... well, everything that could have taken that away. Terra lets that comment hang as he turns his attention back to the gardening system, watching the volunteers continue carefully arranging the seedlings. Then he's back to looking at Ienzo, as if confirming to himself that the look had not changed.
"Satisfaction's a good look on you."
He can't help a faint cough and twitch of his lips that accompany the words.