[His apology falls so heavily onto her shoulders that she has to brace herself against it, her eyes shutting tight as memories of that night continue to crawl forward to drown out every happy memory she's created since then. She knows that she can't hold it against him—that she has no right to hold onto this grudge, especially here of all places, where she wants to live a life separate from that one on Gaia that's filled with anger and a silent seeking of vengeance. She wants to live without that burden, and she had been, but now...
It's finally caught up and found her, just when she was starting to think that she could run and be free from it, even for a little while.
The quietest, saddest laugh escapes her in a sharp exhale, and Tifa shakes her head.]
It's fine.
[Is that an acceptance of his apology? Could be, but her voice is heavy. She isn't sure 'alright' was the right choice of words to describe how she felt in the aftermath.]
I don't know what happened in between, but I made it to Midgar after that.
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It's finally caught up and found her, just when she was starting to think that she could run and be free from it, even for a little while.
The quietest, saddest laugh escapes her in a sharp exhale, and Tifa shakes her head.]
It's fine.
[Is that an acceptance of his apology? Could be, but her voice is heavy. She isn't sure 'alright' was the right choice of words to describe how she felt in the aftermath.]
I don't know what happened in between, but I made it to Midgar after that.