[She'd been on her way to resting herself against him when she feels the tug of his arm, and with a small, surprised gasp, Tifa's entire body falls to his, her smaller frame curled up beside him as her head finds a place on his shoulder. Any other time, this might have been just as awkward as their time in the box, or on the lake, but there's something comforting about simply knowing that he's there...
Again.
He always is, even when he doesn't need to be.]
Thank you, Eustace...
[Said through a heavy, relieved sigh. She won't be falling asleep any time soon, so Tifa lets her sleepy gaze wander to the window. After several silent moments of watching it fall, she mutters the observation out loud. No particular reason, but—]
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Again.
He always is, even when he doesn't need to be.]
Thank you, Eustace...
[Said through a heavy, relieved sigh. She won't be falling asleep any time soon, so Tifa lets her sleepy gaze wander to the window. After several silent moments of watching it fall, she mutters the observation out loud. No particular reason, but—]
... It's snowing again.
[Just like in the dream.]