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[Roxas reaches out with a hand when Tifa goes reeling back, but the tree seems to have caught her first. He lets out a relieved breath, nodding.]
Yeah, we do...
[He looks up at the tree, before giving its trunk a pat.]
Thanks to you, too. That could have ended up badly.