[Tifa wants him to know. She always has, that's never changed... And his acceptance of her lifts those weights she's been carrying on her shoulders and in her heart since the day she realized she was in love with this man. She wants him to know all of her too—her strengths, and her weaknesses, her highest and lowest points, because he's a part of her now, as much as she's part of him, and he had shown her everything. It was her turn to repay the favour...
Her free hand closes around her charm and tag, and she fiddles with it, running it along its chain as she tries to find where to continue... and there's only one place she can go... and that's forward, and she takes a breath.]
... Do you ever blame yourself for the bad things that happen? Things you know aren't your fault, but you can't help but feel like it is?
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I want to tell you...
[Tifa wants him to know. She always has, that's never changed... And his acceptance of her lifts those weights she's been carrying on her shoulders and in her heart since the day she realized she was in love with this man. She wants him to know all of her too—her strengths, and her weaknesses, her highest and lowest points, because he's a part of her now, as much as she's part of him, and he had shown her everything. It was her turn to repay the favour...
Her free hand closes around her charm and tag, and she fiddles with it, running it along its chain as she tries to find where to continue... and there's only one place she can go... and that's forward, and she takes a breath.]
... Do you ever blame yourself for the bad things that happen? Things you know aren't your fault, but you can't help but feel like it is?