[She doesn't move to step away from him or stand upright just yet, the entire thing too jarring for her to process it at first... not until she registers his concern, or the fact that he had caught her at all. It's his question that resets her, and clearing her throat, Tifa immediately moves away, using his arms as an anchor to push herself back up.]
Y-Yeah...
[Brushing her hair over her shoulder to hide her face, she peers down at the dogs at her feet, their butts wiggling with their tails.]
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Y-Yeah...
[Brushing her hair over her shoulder to hide her face, she peers down at the dogs at her feet, their butts wiggling with their tails.]
They're getting a little too excited, I think...