[He is so nonchalant about all of this!? Uncomfortably so, and Tifa continues to watch him through narrowed eyes, her angry smirk fading with each word he tries to convince her with. Unfortunately for him, she remains thoroughly unconvinced, and leans around him to try and get a look at the arrows—even reaching a hand out as if she's going to grab one.]
And then what, you just sit up here and watch them?
[With a sigh, she shakes her head. No, don't answer that. She doesn't want to know. She doesn't like to judge a book by its cover, and he seems like an okay guy besides... She'd be willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, on one condition!]
I'll be taking them back. The arrows, and the bow.
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And then what, you just sit up here and watch them?
[With a sigh, she shakes her head. No, don't answer that. She doesn't want to know. She doesn't like to judge a book by its cover, and he seems like an okay guy besides... She'd be willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, on one condition!]
I'll be taking them back. The arrows, and the bow.