[From where she's standing, Tifa huffs up at the tree, a hand coming to rest on her waist while she balances the bags. If she weren't more careful, she could have dropped them and then they wouldn't be "just apples"!]
And what about you?
[Is she scolding Vanitas now too? Maybe a little bit, but she's still glaring holes into the Flood as it drops the apple into his hand. Frustrated, she sighs and drops her head. She can't really blame him, can she? She can say that he should be teaching them better manners, but Tifa doesn't know any better.
An apple drops from her bag and she just... stares.... at it.]
no subject
And what about you?
[Is she scolding Vanitas now too? Maybe a little bit, but she's still glaring holes into the Flood as it drops the apple into his hand. Frustrated, she sighs and drops her head. She can't really blame him, can she? She can say that he should be teaching them better manners, but Tifa doesn't know any better.
An apple drops from her bag and she just... stares.... at it.]
They've got a mind of their own?