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( VIDEO | canon move part two. )
[ it's dark and quiet in the apartment. the man sitting at the table can only be assumed to be shinra. celty bursts in loudly, slamming the door behind her, and walks over to him. ]
Welcome home— [ celty grabs the front of his coat and hauls him out of his chair. ] ... I'm guessing you want to know why I did what I did. And your next question is, "You've known all along, haven't you? That my head was in their lab. I bet you and your dad have been working with Yagiri Pharmaceutical this whole time, and chances are, it was your dad that took my head from me in the first place! But for some reason you decided to hide all that from me, and butchered some poor innocent girl's face instead! I may be a monster, but the savage beast who really destroys people's lives is you!"
... Was that close? [ celty's helmet tilts forward, angry. shinra is still smiling. ] Look, I just don't want there to be any confusion on this. I don't know if my dad stole your head or not, and to be honest, I don't care. That "poor girl" you spoke of volunteered for that surgery... Although, chances are, Yagiri did persuade her to do it. But in the end, that's none of my business.
[ celty's grip gets tighter. ]
"Do you really know what I'm thinking? Can you actually read my mind?" you ask. Yes, of course I can. I've loved you for twenty years, Celty. I can tell what you're thinking. [ celty's helmet jerks back, surprised. some silent conversation passes between them, and shinra covers her hands with his own. ] That's the reason. It's because I love you that I didn't tell you. If you had your head, then I'm afraid you would leave me, and I know that I couldn't bear that. Even though I knew it would make you happy, I couldn't tell you. We're each fighting for something, and what's at stake are our hearts. I never want to lose you. And if I have to sacrifice the life and love of others, or even myself, then so be it.
It sounds hypocritical, but if I have to use your emotions too, I will.
[ celty's grip goes slack, and she releases her hold on his coat. their hands fall to their sides. celty takes her phone from her sleeve and types - and the community snatches that text right up: ]
I don't know why you think that. Even if I had my head, I wouldn't leave your life.
[ shinra takes her hands in his again. ] That may be what your heart wants, but your head may not feel the same. I've really thought about this. You're a mythical faerie. Why do you choose to reveal yourself to humans as easily as you do? Maybe, somehow, by losing your head, it's allowed you to take on more of a physical form. And if that's true, then who's to say after you get your head back, that you won't just... vanish into thin air? As if all of this were nothing more than a dream? That's my biggest fear.
[ after a moment of silence, celty pulls her hands away and sits down at the table to type on his laptop. ]
Will you believe what I'm about to say?
[ shinra sits on the armrest behind her. ] If you say it's true, I'll believe you. To be honest, you're the only one I believe.
I'm scared, too. I'm scared of dying. I know that in my current physical state, no one is capable of killing me. This isn't me being arrogant, it's just a statement of fact. I take no joy or satisfaction from that, it's just true. But... To be honest, that's what scares me the most. My body has no control over whether or not I live or die. My head has that power! If someone were to destroy my head, then I will die too, no matter what I want or where I am! [ she pauses, calms herself. ] I need you to believe what I'm telling you. I may not have a brain or eyes, but this gives me nightmares. I need you to believe that this thought terrorises me! I'm scared of the fact that my own death may be staring me in the face and I won't even see it coming! That's why I want my head! Please, tell me you believe this.
[ she turns, and shinra jabs at her helmet's forehead. ] I told you. You're the only one I do believe. This is quite a conundrum! Both of us are getting very upset by situations that are simply hypothetical.
... Yeah, you're right. Hey, Shinra. [ celty pushes the laptop away and stands up. ]
What is it?
[ she types on her phone instead - ] I need to hit you!
Do it—! [ without a second of hesitation, celty punches him square in the face. he goes flying back into the glass wall of their apartment and slides down it. ] Alright, now I get to hit you back.
[ celty nods. shinra prepares to punch her and celty waits, head down and shoulders drawn up, her whole body in a flinch of anticipation -
he gently taps her helmet off with his fist. ]
Perfect! You're prettiest when you're not hiding your face, you know. [ he walks over and hugs her tightly. ] That punch was a kiss, to celebrate our marriage. 'Kay?
[ celty punches him in the stomach, hard. he collapses backwards onto an armchair and drags her down with him, and they lie there for a moment, still hugging, her on top of him. shinra looks surprised suddenly, and turns. ] Are you... crying?
You really are an idiot.
Welcome home— [ celty grabs the front of his coat and hauls him out of his chair. ] ... I'm guessing you want to know why I did what I did. And your next question is, "You've known all along, haven't you? That my head was in their lab. I bet you and your dad have been working with Yagiri Pharmaceutical this whole time, and chances are, it was your dad that took my head from me in the first place! But for some reason you decided to hide all that from me, and butchered some poor innocent girl's face instead! I may be a monster, but the savage beast who really destroys people's lives is you!"
... Was that close? [ celty's helmet tilts forward, angry. shinra is still smiling. ] Look, I just don't want there to be any confusion on this. I don't know if my dad stole your head or not, and to be honest, I don't care. That "poor girl" you spoke of volunteered for that surgery... Although, chances are, Yagiri did persuade her to do it. But in the end, that's none of my business.
[ celty's grip gets tighter. ]
"Do you really know what I'm thinking? Can you actually read my mind?" you ask. Yes, of course I can. I've loved you for twenty years, Celty. I can tell what you're thinking. [ celty's helmet jerks back, surprised. some silent conversation passes between them, and shinra covers her hands with his own. ] That's the reason. It's because I love you that I didn't tell you. If you had your head, then I'm afraid you would leave me, and I know that I couldn't bear that. Even though I knew it would make you happy, I couldn't tell you. We're each fighting for something, and what's at stake are our hearts. I never want to lose you. And if I have to sacrifice the life and love of others, or even myself, then so be it.
It sounds hypocritical, but if I have to use your emotions too, I will.
[ celty's grip goes slack, and she releases her hold on his coat. their hands fall to their sides. celty takes her phone from her sleeve and types - and the community snatches that text right up: ]
I don't know why you think that. Even if I had my head, I wouldn't leave your life.
[ shinra takes her hands in his again. ] That may be what your heart wants, but your head may not feel the same. I've really thought about this. You're a mythical faerie. Why do you choose to reveal yourself to humans as easily as you do? Maybe, somehow, by losing your head, it's allowed you to take on more of a physical form. And if that's true, then who's to say after you get your head back, that you won't just... vanish into thin air? As if all of this were nothing more than a dream? That's my biggest fear.
[ after a moment of silence, celty pulls her hands away and sits down at the table to type on his laptop. ]
Will you believe what I'm about to say?
[ shinra sits on the armrest behind her. ] If you say it's true, I'll believe you. To be honest, you're the only one I believe.
I'm scared, too. I'm scared of dying. I know that in my current physical state, no one is capable of killing me. This isn't me being arrogant, it's just a statement of fact. I take no joy or satisfaction from that, it's just true. But... To be honest, that's what scares me the most. My body has no control over whether or not I live or die. My head has that power! If someone were to destroy my head, then I will die too, no matter what I want or where I am! [ she pauses, calms herself. ] I need you to believe what I'm telling you. I may not have a brain or eyes, but this gives me nightmares. I need you to believe that this thought terrorises me! I'm scared of the fact that my own death may be staring me in the face and I won't even see it coming! That's why I want my head! Please, tell me you believe this.
[ she turns, and shinra jabs at her helmet's forehead. ] I told you. You're the only one I do believe. This is quite a conundrum! Both of us are getting very upset by situations that are simply hypothetical.
... Yeah, you're right. Hey, Shinra. [ celty pushes the laptop away and stands up. ]
What is it?
[ she types on her phone instead - ] I need to hit you!
Do it—! [ without a second of hesitation, celty punches him square in the face. he goes flying back into the glass wall of their apartment and slides down it. ] Alright, now I get to hit you back.
[ celty nods. shinra prepares to punch her and celty waits, head down and shoulders drawn up, her whole body in a flinch of anticipation -
he gently taps her helmet off with his fist. ]
Perfect! You're prettiest when you're not hiding your face, you know. [ he walks over and hugs her tightly. ] That punch was a kiss, to celebrate our marriage. 'Kay?
[ celty punches him in the stomach, hard. he collapses backwards onto an armchair and drags her down with him, and they lie there for a moment, still hugging, her on top of him. shinra looks surprised suddenly, and turns. ] Are you... crying?
You really are an idiot.