[Tifa looks down to his chest, before her gaze roams over to her own, only briefly, because she catches a glimpse of what awaits them below should they fall, but with her free hand, she mirrors his actions, a pensive look passing over her face. She's never far away...
She wonders if it would be the same for her mom, too.
She remains silent the rest of the way, checking back over her shoulder every now and then to make sure that Nier is still holding it together, and it isn't until she leaps and feels both of her feet on solid ground again does she finally let out the air she's been holding in.]
... Maybe we'll find her—
[But just as she says those words, she feels herself slip on the edge, rocks crumbling beneath her until she feels the vanish from underneath her altogether, in that one particular spot, and with wide, horrified eyes, she slides down the rocky edge.]
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She wonders if it would be the same for her mom, too.
She remains silent the rest of the way, checking back over her shoulder every now and then to make sure that Nier is still holding it together, and it isn't until she leaps and feels both of her feet on solid ground again does she finally let out the air she's been holding in.]
... Maybe we'll find her—
[But just as she says those words, she feels herself slip on the edge, rocks crumbling beneath her until she feels the vanish from underneath her altogether, in that one particular spot, and with wide, horrified eyes, she slides down the rocky edge.]