[Tifa stops in her tracks then, her arm slipping out of Ira's so that she can walk around to face him dead-on. Her hands find his shoulders... and at first, she only grips them tight but steady...
...
Before she's throwing her arms around him in an embrace.]
You won't. And... if you do, then... I hope you know that there are people here who will come pull you out.
[Herself included. It wouldn't be the first time she's had to do that for someone, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.]
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...
Before she's throwing her arms around him in an embrace.]
You won't. And... if you do, then... I hope you know that there are people here who will come pull you out.
[Herself included. It wouldn't be the first time she's had to do that for someone, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.]