[Tifa flinches when he takes a step onto the bridge, her eyes fixed on his feet once it touches the wood. She's terrified it's going to come collapsing down with the added weight, but it steadies itself instead, almost like the wind has let up.
She nods.]
Mom shouldn't be very far. She can't have gotten far since then...
[How much time had passed? It had only been some hours since her father had broken the news, and how fast can ghosts or spirits travel anyway? She doesn't know, but she seems sure of herself.]
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She nods.]
Mom shouldn't be very far. She can't have gotten far since then...
[How much time had passed? It had only been some hours since her father had broken the news, and how fast can ghosts or spirits travel anyway? She doesn't know, but she seems sure of herself.]