"Why the fuck are you being so awkward, Dad? You're the one who just suddenly came to visit!"
"...You won't understand."
Awkward. Perhaps if there was a time to use that word, then it would be here. Riley, Hannah, and Bernard are all at one table and eating a meal—this would have been a normal sight, but it will never be. After all, one doesn't truly belong.
"What is your relationship with my daughter?"
"Dad…!?"
As for Hannah, she just wanted to either dig a hole for herself, or stab her father right in the eye… and then put him in the hole she dug.
"It is a valid question, dear," Bernard started slicing the steak on his plate, "You, who has been single since the dawn of time, are now suddenly living-in with someone?"
"No one's living-in!" Hannah leaned in closer to Bernard and whispered, as if her loud voice didn't reverberate throughout her entire penthouse, "And we only met like yesterday morning!"
You know.... Aerith always tried her best, but she always gets fucked. The universe of VR really isn't for good people, and maybe even ours.