[His voice drifts as if lost in thought before he frowns and suddenly dashes down the stairs, taking them two at a time before jumping down the last few. The corgis bark and follow, their floofy butts bouncing as they bound down.
At the bottom of the tree, Eustace looks through the main room. Where did he... Ah.
He opens it and waits for Tifa to join him before he holds up a rag and bottled fluid.]
This—it's used to clean guns. This and some other things were in there.
[And now that he's holding the items, he feels something from them. A strong draw that makes him wince as he shoves it back in the bag.]
Don't touch it, I think it's related to whatever's going on.
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[His voice drifts as if lost in thought before he frowns and suddenly dashes down the stairs, taking them two at a time before jumping down the last few. The corgis bark and follow, their floofy butts bouncing as they bound down.
At the bottom of the tree, Eustace looks through the main room. Where did he... Ah.
He opens it and waits for Tifa to join him before he holds up a rag and bottled fluid.]
This—it's used to clean guns. This and some other things were in there.
[And now that he's holding the items, he feels something from them. A strong draw that makes him wince as he shoves it back in the bag.]
Don't touch it, I think it's related to whatever's going on.