[Tifa fights to stay upright, even as she feels the small, round body slam into hers, but its weight is surprising for being so small, and she tumbles back onto the floor with some distance between them now, and she remains sitting, staring at the trio of dogs that have come to their rescue. Surprising that the one is standing next to her, as if it's taken her side, and the one that's wedged itself into the space between them whining...

It does something to drive out some of that anger that's coiling in her stomach. Not enough that she's backed down completely, but she looks between the dogs and Eustace, confused for a moment before continuing with what she wanted to say.]

You think Zidane would appreciate knowing about all this? Gran?

[People she knows are important to him. That he is important to. It isn't just her that he would be hurting if he chose to remain like this. Whatever she'd done before, it had done something to break through the enchantment, but not enough. In one more move of desperation...]

Vitty. You think he'd like seeing you like this if he were here now?

[And what about Eria?]