[When some of the oil gets on its feathers, it tries to shake it off, but hopefully Zidane's got it covered that it won't stick itself to more web.
And as they work, Tifa grimaces, and a small, disappointed noise rings out in the back of her throat as she dabbles a droplet or two of oil into her own now-bare hands, her gloves stowed aside on the ground.]
What do you think people were hoping to catch with these?
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And as they work, Tifa grimaces, and a small, disappointed noise rings out in the back of her throat as she dabbles a droplet or two of oil into her own now-bare hands, her gloves stowed aside on the ground.]
What do you think people were hoping to catch with these?