[Tifa hears him mutter to himself, and she casts him a sideways glance, a sad smile crossing her eyes. She remembers the time he told her about Vitty. It was long ago. The very first day they met in Celliwig. It was the singular moment that Tifa knew there was something more to this man than met the eye. That he cared a little more than he let on, simply by the way he spoke of that wolf.
It was that moment when Tifa had decided that she wished to know more about him.
She doesn't press it, but there is a noticeable, comforting nudge against his side when she pulls her nose out of the bush before she can get a better feel of how this little guy ended up looking like this.
When Eustace speaks, the cub barks again, but he still trembles in the leaves.
Tifa offers a gentle laugh in return.]
Yet, we still managed somehow.
[That chick was an... adventure, to say the least.]
How do you figure we can get him out? Didn't think to bring anything with me...
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It was that moment when Tifa had decided that she wished to know more about him.
She doesn't press it, but there is a noticeable, comforting nudge against his side when she pulls her nose out of the bush before she can get a better feel of how this little guy ended up looking like this.
When Eustace speaks, the cub barks again, but he still trembles in the leaves.
Tifa offers a gentle laugh in return.]
Yet, we still managed somehow.
[That chick was an... adventure, to say the least.]
How do you figure we can get him out? Didn't think to bring anything with me...