[ Tifa is so much stronger and better than she is. Susato, by contrast, does close her eyes. She has no connection to this place, no sense of loss that Tifa feels, but she still can't bear to watch as homes and families are destroyed. She's shaking the entire time, but eventually a nagging guilt causes her look. She can't allow Tifa to shoulder this burden... Her eyes sting with tears, her vision a blur, but she can see the gate.
Doesn't know what it is. Doesn't know how it will help, but it's a goal, and one that he latches onto. She's too slow to fight Tifa for the landing. By now, her hair is equally a mess, if not undone completely. There's no time, yet Susato still struggles atop Tifa, crawling off her after the worst of it. Soot trails her face. They're both battered and completely bruised. ]
Tifa-- Tifa, I'm sorry.
[ Her voice cracks, and her throat is completely dry with smoke. ]
You don't... You don't have to do this anymore. You have to wake up.
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Doesn't know what it is. Doesn't know how it will help, but it's a goal, and one that he latches onto. She's too slow to fight Tifa for the landing. By now, her hair is equally a mess, if not undone completely. There's no time, yet Susato still struggles atop Tifa, crawling off her after the worst of it. Soot trails her face. They're both battered and completely bruised. ]
Tifa-- Tifa, I'm sorry.
[ Her voice cracks, and her throat is completely dry with smoke. ]
You don't... You don't have to do this anymore. You have to wake up.
...You have to remember.