[Her eyes widen when they look back up at him, but there's conflict within them too. Her mouth opens to answer him... to say that yes, let them leave. Let them run off to the horizon and find their way home back in Reverein and never look back, but something inside her chokes those words right out of her and he's met with an unnatural silence before she speaks words that plague her with dread.]
But we can't.
[He must know where that came from, and how those words are hardly Tifa's. Just how the things he had said... That wasn't Eustace, was it? Although her heart continues to thunder in her ears when she remembers how easily he had said it, how his voice softened when he did.
She tucks his sleeve back and looks over another one of the cuts on his arm, thumb tracing delicately and carefully over it.]
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But we can't.
[He must know where that came from, and how those words are hardly Tifa's. Just how the things he had said... That wasn't Eustace, was it? Although her heart continues to thunder in her ears when she remembers how easily he had said it, how his voice softened when he did.
She tucks his sleeve back and looks over another one of the cuts on his arm, thumb tracing delicately and carefully over it.]
This is the next part, isn't it?