[Tifa, too, wonders again if what they're doing is wrong. If she should feel guilty when they're both so vulnerable, but she never feels more alive than she's with him like this, reaffirming every promise they've ever made to one another in the purest, sincerest way possible. Words of reassurance are one thing, but to feel his heart beating along with hers, to feel the heat that rises from their skin... She can at least be sure that they are both there. Alive. With each other as completely as possible.
She hardly dozes off, but as the early afternoon rays hit, she finds herself growing more relaxed. More content again. She won't sleep—she can't, even if she wished to, she isn't sure that she wants to. Things are better here, and she knows that the moment she falls, it will be hard to claw herself free from the nightmares that will follow.
Even when she closes her eyes, she's terrified of the dark, so she focuses instead on the light brush of his fingertips over her back. The sound of his calm breaths. The feel of the sun as it shines through the window to light up her skin. She lays there, eyes blinking slowly and sleepily with a lazy smile as she turns to look up at him, her hair tumbling over her shoulder and her back.]
... We should get up.
[Although she doesn't look like she's ready to, and makes no effort to move.]
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She hardly dozes off, but as the early afternoon rays hit, she finds herself growing more relaxed. More content again. She won't sleep—she can't, even if she wished to, she isn't sure that she wants to. Things are better here, and she knows that the moment she falls, it will be hard to claw herself free from the nightmares that will follow.
Even when she closes her eyes, she's terrified of the dark, so she focuses instead on the light brush of his fingertips over her back. The sound of his calm breaths. The feel of the sun as it shines through the window to light up her skin. She lays there, eyes blinking slowly and sleepily with a lazy smile as she turns to look up at him, her hair tumbling over her shoulder and her back.]
... We should get up.
[Although she doesn't look like she's ready to, and makes no effort to move.]