Well, no snakes here to bite you, and no gauze to mummify you with either.

[Tifa reaches out to gently pluck a hand of stray hair that's stuck to Susato's mask.]

Not until you've tried your dress on, at least...!

[As she glances to where they're all hung up together, alongside Tifa's own dress, and the image of it brings a smile to her face. They're only missing the one that should have been hanging there... There's a beat, and a bittersweet look flicker crosses her expression, but for now, she pays the thought no mind.]

Still haven't seen it on you yet.