[She didn't want to make him do all the work. Tifa feels terrible for having hurt herself that he's had to practically haul her there and then back, and now... She wanted to at least do something for him in return, but he's right.
Her hand will slip easily into his, though, as if she means to gather and share as much dreamotion energy as they both can before they'll need to use it, and also to help support her as she tries to hop over the ledges that will get them out of this damn tunnel... And she winces quietly when she puts weight on her foot in just the wrong way.]
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[She gives him a shy, sheepish look.]
You've already been working yourself so hard...
[She didn't want to make him do all the work. Tifa feels terrible for having hurt herself that he's had to practically haul her there and then back, and now... She wanted to at least do something for him in return, but he's right.
Her hand will slip easily into his, though, as if she means to gather and share as much dreamotion energy as they both can before they'll need to use it, and also to help support her as she tries to hop over the ledges that will get them out of this damn tunnel... And she winces quietly when she puts weight on her foot in just the wrong way.]