[Really, he is the best family man, and Tifa is proud of him for trying. She might not say it as they walk together, their "singing" filling the empty, quiet, dark air with notes and sound, but it's there in her eyes. She'll spare telling him that, though, lest his own pride be wounded by the fact that she thinks this is "cute".
With the last note, Tifa lets everyone else take it, going quiet as the dogs all belt it, and letting Eustace's voice carry them through. Sorry, hubby, she can't help herself...
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And finally, she lets those peals of giggles she'd been holding in loose, and they come for her so hard that she has to stop for a moment to allow herself to breathe through them.]
Good job, everyone! [Her eyes meet Eustace's.] Especially you.
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With the last note, Tifa lets everyone else take it, going quiet as the dogs all belt it, and letting Eustace's voice carry them through. Sorry, hubby, she can't help herself...
...
And finally, she lets those peals of giggles she'd been holding in loose, and they come for her so hard that she has to stop for a moment to allow herself to breathe through them.]
Good job, everyone! [Her eyes meet Eustace's.] Especially you.