[The sound of crystals is like distant chimes in her head, the gentle noise nothing more than what a breeze would be on a summer day. She pays it no mind, far too focused on Eustace and his beautiful eyes that are unjustly hidden behind his mask. She wants to see him... She wants to drink him in—all of him—and perhaps that's why he looks so ethereal right now with this beautiful, warm, golden light shining behind him.
...
She doesn't notice the flick of his ear at first, as her fingers slowly begin to pull the mask back, and she holds her breath as it begins to reveal his cheek, and then his—
?]
Wh...?
[He jerks away from her hand and it startles her, and for a moment, Tifa thinks she's done something wrong before she's wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.]
Don't look?
[With her face buried in his chest, she has some trouble, and rather than look down, she looks up at him. And it's only then that she realizes that... is that a chandelier!?
And is this...]
Oh god.
[She swallows when she stares up, and discovers that they are only a couple feet away from hitting their heads on the ceiling. Meanwhile, they've gained quite the audience down on the floor, and several of the people who are floating around them, though none quite as high.
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She doesn't notice the flick of his ear at first, as her fingers slowly begin to pull the mask back, and she holds her breath as it begins to reveal his cheek, and then his—
?]
Wh...?
[He jerks away from her hand and it startles her, and for a moment, Tifa thinks she's done something wrong before she's wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.]
Don't look?
[With her face buried in his chest, she has some trouble, and rather than look down, she looks up at him. And it's only then that she realizes that... is that a chandelier!?
And is this...]
Oh god.
[She swallows when she stares up, and discovers that they are only a couple feet away from hitting their heads on the ceiling. Meanwhile, they've gained quite the audience down on the floor, and several of the people who are floating around them, though none quite as high.
She clings to him.]
How did we get up here?