[Tifa opens her mouth to speak, but her voice ends up caught in her throat instead, bringing only silence from her before she breaks with a sob.
Why her? Why this? Did they fail her somewhere? Had they done something wrong? Or was there anything that they could have done? She had gone off all on her own, insisting that she was ready, but as she lies curled up in Eustace's claw, she's never looked so small. So tiny and frail, just like she had when she'd come bursting out of that egg and into their lives for the first time.
It's not okay. Nothing about this is okay, and yet, Tifa cannot bring herself to say those words and all she can do is curl her hands into fists, Eustace's cloak clenching with them as she seeks purchase.
"Stop crying. I don't like it when you cry..."
Tifa blinks away, hiding her face behind Eustace.]
We can fix it. [She murmurs it against him, her voice broken but rife with desperation.] With dreamotion, I can...
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Why her? Why this? Did they fail her somewhere? Had they done something wrong? Or was there anything that they could have done? She had gone off all on her own, insisting that she was ready, but as she lies curled up in Eustace's claw, she's never looked so small. So tiny and frail, just like she had when she'd come bursting out of that egg and into their lives for the first time.
It's not okay. Nothing about this is okay, and yet, Tifa cannot bring herself to say those words and all she can do is curl her hands into fists, Eustace's cloak clenching with them as she seeks purchase.
"Stop crying. I don't like it when you cry..."
Tifa blinks away, hiding her face behind Eustace.]
We can fix it. [She murmurs it against him, her voice broken but rife with desperation.] With dreamotion, I can...