[Her own free one shoots up to touch it and feel around, panic immediately setting in that she had done something terrible to it... And as soon as she feels it—that small indentation where her cheek should be—Tifa feels the pit of her stomach drop like an anvil, and the room's temperature shoots up several degrees.]
Eustace!? What's... what's going on!? Where did my... What happened to my cheek!?
[WHERE IS HER FACE GOING?!?!?? HUBBY? HELP???
Her own panic doesn't seem to help the chaotic choir of barks that the dogs descend to, all of them screaming about mom's face! She's melting!!! Dad, do something!
And she notices that one side of her hand has also started to melt away from the wet rag.]
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My face!? What's—
[Her own free one shoots up to touch it and feel around, panic immediately setting in that she had done something terrible to it... And as soon as she feels it—that small indentation where her cheek should be—Tifa feels the pit of her stomach drop like an anvil, and the room's temperature shoots up several degrees.]
Eustace!? What's... what's going on!? Where did my... What happened to my cheek!?
[WHERE IS HER FACE GOING?!?!?? HUBBY? HELP???
Her own panic doesn't seem to help the chaotic choir of barks that the dogs descend to, all of them screaming about mom's face! She's melting!!! Dad, do something!
And she notices that one side of her hand has also started to melt away from the wet rag.]
Oh god!
[And she hurls it to the ground.]