[She only nods quietly in affirmation first, but there's a moment where she peers at Susato, as if trying to gauge her reaction, her expression, and what she might be feeling and thinking right now. But as Tifa continues, there's an anger that quivers ever so slightly in her voice. It's subtle, but it's there, edging her words.]
When I was fifteen, they burned my home village. All of it. I was badly injured by the man who did it, too... It was the whole reason I came here, to Midgar, in the first place. Or had to. It was the only place they could find someone good enough to take care of me.
[There's a pause, and she sighs, a hand pressing to the center of her chest where the scar still sits.]
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[She only nods quietly in affirmation first, but there's a moment where she peers at Susato, as if trying to gauge her reaction, her expression, and what she might be feeling and thinking right now. But as Tifa continues, there's an anger that quivers ever so slightly in her voice. It's subtle, but it's there, edging her words.]
When I was fifteen, they burned my home village. All of it. I was badly injured by the man who did it, too... It was the whole reason I came here, to Midgar, in the first place. Or had to. It was the only place they could find someone good enough to take care of me.
[There's a pause, and she sighs, a hand pressing to the center of her chest where the scar still sits.]
I'm sorry. I didn't want you to see all this.