[When their eyes meet, it's in that moment that several visions pass through his mind. Of them sharing a home, their life together. Of the dogs and their friends gathered happily together. Of...no he dares not think of anything more as he's long been aware it can't come to pass.
But it doesn't matter.
He once came from a large, bustling family and was tragically left alone. And he stayed alone all his life until one day a young boy extended his hand and helped make him see the colors around him he had been ignoring. Helped make them all realize they were better together than on their own. And so, slowly he joined a larger family and was content, not really wanting anything more.
But now... Now he's starting his own. Even if it's only with Tifa and the dogs, it's enough. He doesn't need a large family—he just doesn't need to be alone. A family he can claim to be made with his own hands instead of one he's joining. His new home. His future.
It's brief but it's such an overwhelming feeling that for a moment the warm wind kicks up to cause the nearby leaves and flower petals to dance around them, the light of dawn warmer and softer than before as he continues to gaze down at her even after she looks away.]
...Yeah.
[A soft, quiet answer. Yes he would help build it. Their family.
And if course her bar that he knows she's asking, but she might be able to tell that's not what his first answer is to.
Looking at the sunrise, he continues.]
...The plaza might be a good spot. Enough foot traffic, not too far from home, and close to the dog park. There are some vacant buildings over there still.
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But it doesn't matter.
He once came from a large, bustling family and was tragically left alone. And he stayed alone all his life until one day a young boy extended his hand and helped make him see the colors around him he had been ignoring. Helped make them all realize they were better together than on their own. And so, slowly he joined a larger family and was content, not really wanting anything more.
But now... Now he's starting his own. Even if it's only with Tifa and the dogs, it's enough. He doesn't need a large family—he just doesn't need to be alone. A family he can claim to be made with his own hands instead of one he's joining. His new home. His future.
It's brief but it's such an overwhelming feeling that for a moment the warm wind kicks up to cause the nearby leaves and flower petals to dance around them, the light of dawn warmer and softer than before as he continues to gaze down at her even after she looks away.]
...Yeah.
[A soft, quiet answer. Yes he would help build it. Their family.
And if course her bar that he knows she's asking, but she might be able to tell that's not what his first answer is to.
Looking at the sunrise, he continues.]
...The plaza might be a good spot. Enough foot traffic, not too far from home, and close to the dog park. There are some vacant buildings over there still.