[She tries to catch a glimpse of whatever could be in the mirror, but the image remains as foggy as all the rest. She almost dares to reach out and touch one of the shards, but pulls her finger back, curling her hand away.]
... I think she's in a lot of pain.
[Her voice is thick with sadness and empathy. Tifa has no idea what happened or what is happening, but that's what she feels in here. It's cold and lonely and so very empty, just like this seemingly endless void they're standing in.]
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... I think she's in a lot of pain.
[Her voice is thick with sadness and empathy. Tifa has no idea what happened or what is happening, but that's what she feels in here. It's cold and lonely and so very empty, just like this seemingly endless void they're standing in.]