[Tifa scrubs it clean with the back of her hand for them to get a better look at the photo before she offers it to him. A man, and what she can only assume are his dogs. The one who had been here before? An unsettling feeling turns the pit of her stomach when she remembers that pile of bones at the foot of the tree, and she swallows, hard, before peering up at Eustace with a hopeful glint in her otherwise firm expression.
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Maybe this will trigger something in him...?
Gently, she prods a little more.]
Do you know him?