[Tifa's eyes flicker with understanding as they switch from Ori to the fire, her smile patient, but with a weight of sadness behind it. She knows well what it's like to lose family at a young age—it isn't easy, and she wishes she could say with confidence that Ori had her sister, but from what she remembers in the dream... Was that a blessing?
She wonders.]
So that girl was your sister that I saw? I'm guessing that was somewhere you grew up.
[The flames kiss at the marshmallows, flicking up and around to start browning the outsides and she focuses on turning it slowly to evenly distribute the golden brown.]
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She wonders.]
So that girl was your sister that I saw? I'm guessing that was somewhere you grew up.
[The flames kiss at the marshmallows, flicking up and around to start browning the outsides and she focuses on turning it slowly to evenly distribute the golden brown.]