[She grabs his arm a little tighter as soon as his warning comes, and Tifa stops a moment, winds herself up, and... hops over the icy patch in her heels, landing with a soft crunch in the fresh snow.]
Such a gentleman.
[She straightens her coat, as if that had been any exertion at all, and continues on as they were.]
Maybe I should just get you to carry me, what with these shoes and all.
no subject
Such a gentleman.
[She straightens her coat, as if that had been any exertion at all, and continues on as they were.]
Maybe I should just get you to carry me, what with these shoes and all.