[Tifa sounds so sure of it, but that confidence wavers when her attention is brought back to the trees, and her brows knit together in a deep, confused frown.]
You know... [Somehow, her voice sounds... different. Still appropriately young, but the tone, its cadence, it's all more reminiscent of the Tifa that Hilda does know.]I can't remember there being trees up here... They always said it was too cold for them to grow, and the mako reactor—
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[Tifa sounds so sure of it, but that confidence wavers when her attention is brought back to the trees, and her brows knit together in a deep, confused frown.]
You know... [Somehow, her voice sounds... different. Still appropriately young, but the tone, its cadence, it's all more reminiscent of the Tifa that Hilda does know.]I can't remember there being trees up here... They always said it was too cold for them to grow, and the mako reactor—
[The mako reactor? ... Was that always a thing?
She shakes it off and returns to normal.]
Never mind. Maybe mom put them here...?