[A few beats of silence pass while she looks at him, her eyes searching his for every shred of certainty in them, but when he smiles at her, Tifa's expression softens, that edge of determination dulled by sadness, and a little bit of pride. He's so strong... so much stronger than she could ever hope to be but still aspires to, and for the thousandth time today, she asks the universe how she ended up being so lucky as to end up here with him?
As much as Tifa fears seeing him hurt again, she wouldn't dare take any of that away from him. Even if this would serve no purpose for her, if it meant it would help him, then she would face her own fears to see it through. If it would make him believe that she would never reject him or fear him ever again...
She huffs out with a defeated sigh and returns a smile to him before she leans down to kiss him.]
Okay. Whenever you're ready... But don't push yourself...
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As much as Tifa fears seeing him hurt again, she wouldn't dare take any of that away from him. Even if this would serve no purpose for her, if it meant it would help him, then she would face her own fears to see it through. If it would make him believe that she would never reject him or fear him ever again...
She huffs out with a defeated sigh and returns a smile to him before she leans down to kiss him.]
Okay. Whenever you're ready... But don't push yourself...