[Tifa visibly tenses when the apology leaves him, her eyes darting around the room for the first sign of danger, whether it be the dogs, or the owl swooping back in, or the tree snapping in half, or—
For the first time, everything seems... calm, for once. No singing fish, no leaping dogs, no curses that will transform them into animals. Just them, and the dogs, all still happily wagging their tails as if they're proud of what they've done.
Can Tifa finally free the air from her lungs...? Another stretch goes by before she finally exhales.]
No. It's fine. We can put it behind us.
[She thought that maybe she had wanted to discuss it—to find out what had come over him that night at the very least, but on second thought... it's probably best they don't.]
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For the first time, everything seems... calm, for once. No singing fish, no leaping dogs, no curses that will transform them into animals. Just them, and the dogs, all still happily wagging their tails as if they're proud of what they've done.
Can Tifa finally free the air from her lungs...? Another stretch goes by before she finally exhales.]
No. It's fine. We can put it behind us.
[She thought that maybe she had wanted to discuss it—to find out what had come over him that night at the very least, but on second thought... it's probably best they don't.]