[It's still such a strange feeling, speaking outside of his safe words without the intention of using his Cursed Technique. He's had it conditioned within him from a young age that to do so was dangerous, and he knows it is. But these dreamscapes operate under different rules than what he's used to, and it's not like in the situation they're in he could have just written down what he was trying to convey. It's strange for him, too. But he can't focus too hard on it right now, not when they're still very much in the storm.]
[Looking over at the cabin in question, Toge nods to her.]
Salmon!
[They'll have to move quick to get there, but it's possible. When the waves crash against the boat and the deck tilts in such a way that it's almost level, Toge scrambles to his feet, tugging at Tifa's wrist as he does.]
Tuna, tuna! Polluck roe!
[They have to run, now, before they're tossed aside! Quick, to the cabin!]
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[Looking over at the cabin in question, Toge nods to her.]
Salmon!
[They'll have to move quick to get there, but it's possible. When the waves crash against the boat and the deck tilts in such a way that it's almost level, Toge scrambles to his feet, tugging at Tifa's wrist as he does.]
Tuna, tuna! Polluck roe!
[They have to run, now, before they're tossed aside! Quick, to the cabin!]