[Tifa wastes no time at all tucking herself close to him. She shifts so that she's settled between his legs where her back can rest flush against his chest so that they can both face the horizon together. It's still a little chilly, so she shakes out the spare blanket and pulls it over them and nestles in nice and comfortably into the immediate warmth, and beneath it, she clutches the moon around her neck.]

I like anywhere as long as it's with you.

[Her nose crinkles at the cheesiness, but it's true.]

I've seen a lot of sunrises since I left home, but this is the first that we... [She pauses, the words getting tangled suddenly on the tip of her tongue when her heart flutters so wildly that it leaps into her throat.] That we'll spend together as...

[And she's interrupted again by a laugh bubbling up in her chest, and her voice grows shy and tiny.]

... Husband and wife to-be.

[She still can't believe it actually happened.]