Tifa picks up the plate and pushes aside the crispier strips for him to take, picking one out herself and snapping it in half for them all to share, and she giggles when their ears swivel in her direction. One by one, they line up and trot forward, and Tifa hands him the pieces to feed as she breaks them, and they eagerly gobble them all up with the younger ones sitting down and hoping for more.]
No. The rest is for us.
[And she'll pointedly plate the rest for herself and Eustace because dad said one piece, and together, Idris and Aerona whine and skulk away with their half strips of bacon together.]
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Tifa picks up the plate and pushes aside the crispier strips for him to take, picking one out herself and snapping it in half for them all to share, and she giggles when their ears swivel in her direction. One by one, they line up and trot forward, and Tifa hands him the pieces to feed as she breaks them, and they eagerly gobble them all up with the younger ones sitting down and hoping for more.]
No. The rest is for us.
[And she'll pointedly plate the rest for herself and Eustace because dad said one piece, and together, Idris and Aerona whine and skulk away with their half strips of bacon together.]
... Wasn't expecting to have such a busy morning.