[She does know, but Tifa doesn't say anything, only giving him a little hum at first.]
He did.
[That's the only answer he'll get, and she knows that it isn't much, but she's sure that he can guess what it is already, before she's slipping the shimmering star onto one of the chains from the pouch, and she lifts it to dangle between them for him to take.]
He said it's going to need a lot.
[If her face has ever stopped being so red, then it's already flushed again. The maker had explained that an intense lover's connection would be needed to imbue the proper magic, and it would need a lot of it to manifest, and Tifa knew what that meant—or at least, what that means for them. They always have so, so much to give... too much sometimes, but the way her eyes seem to gleam with that suggestion should be telling enough as she waits for him to accept the chain, never quite meeting his eyes fully.]
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He did.
[That's the only answer he'll get, and she knows that it isn't much, but she's sure that he can guess what it is already, before she's slipping the shimmering star onto one of the chains from the pouch, and she lifts it to dangle between them for him to take.]
He said it's going to need a lot.
[If her face has ever stopped being so red, then it's already flushed again. The maker had explained that an intense lover's connection would be needed to imbue the proper magic, and it would need a lot of it to manifest, and Tifa knew what that meant—or at least, what that means for them. They always have so, so much to give... too much sometimes, but the way her eyes seem to gleam with that suggestion should be telling enough as she waits for him to accept the chain, never quite meeting his eyes fully.]
... I can show you, if you'd like.