[Tifa isn't sure how she managed to stumble into this dream, but this has happened a few times—or more than usual, in recent days. She wasn't one who particularly liked it, only because she didn't like when people had come through her own unprompted, so as she stands in the middle of this throne room, rather than let curiosity get the better of her and sneak around to look, she simply remains where she is, searching for the owner of this dream...
...
And waiting for them to inevitably show themselves. Because they always will.
Fortunately, he doesn't keep her waiting for long, and the sound of a somewhat familiar voice has her whirling around to find Kratos there. That man who'd helped Melody find her stuffed toy at the Halloween carnival.
Rather than look surprised, she simply offers him a crooked, though no less genuine smile.]
I know. [She's not going to pretend otherwise.] Not sure how I ended up in this one, to be honest.
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...
And waiting for them to inevitably show themselves. Because they always will.
Fortunately, he doesn't keep her waiting for long, and the sound of a somewhat familiar voice has her whirling around to find Kratos there. That man who'd helped Melody find her stuffed toy at the Halloween carnival.
Rather than look surprised, she simply offers him a crooked, though no less genuine smile.]
I know. [She's not going to pretend otherwise.] Not sure how I ended up in this one, to be honest.