[If she isn't too embarrassed and ashamed to figure it out. Tifa had been so caught up in the moment that she'd forgotten to take the horse into consideration. All she could think of was leaving no space left between them, her body acting before her mind could tell it not to. So, when it finishes with pulling Eustace off and looks to her, she looks down at her feet and the flowers that have blossomed all around them, and awkwardly tucks a hair behind her ear.]
... Sorry.
[Like a pet who's been caught doing something she knew was wrong, but rather than look the horse in the eye (stop staring at her like that!) she turns in the direction it was nodding to.]
You want us to go that way?
[Whatever "that way" is. She's all turned around now, and she only has herself to blame.]
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... Sorry.
[Like a pet who's been caught doing something she knew was wrong, but rather than look the horse in the eye (stop staring at her like that!) she turns in the direction it was nodding to.]
You want us to go that way?
[Whatever "that way" is. She's all turned around now, and she only has herself to blame.]