[It's probably adrenaline that has her leaping to her feet so quickly despite her leg, but before Eustace can register what's happened or get up, Tifa is turning on her heel and running, a hand clutching at her throat where his had been. She doesn't care which way she goes, as long as it puts some distance between them. As long as it's away from him... to a safer place where she can buy herself the time she needs to figure out how to break him from it.
Because apparently, talking it through wasn't going to work this time... Not as she feels the blood trickling from where his claws had broken through her skin.
She blinks back some tears that burn the edges of her eyes, swallows down the fear, and rushes away.]
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Because apparently, talking it through wasn't going to work this time... Not as she feels the blood trickling from where his claws had broken through her skin.
She blinks back some tears that burn the edges of her eyes, swallows down the fear, and rushes away.]