[She's okay with sitting here together for as long as they both need. Her heart is still thumping in her chest, and her breaths still tattered despite her best efforts to steady herself, her heart still in pieces around them as she frantically tries to pick herself back up. To put herself back together so that he can lean on her...
But when he speaks, Tifa pulls back, a curious look in her eyes as she scans his face.]
Hm? It's hardly morning. Are you sure?
[Even through the curtains, she can tell that the sun's barely started to come up, but after a moment's deliberation, a warmth settles into her expression. He probably doesn't want to stay here after that. She knows she wouldn't. It feels so dark and so cold in here, with them being the only thing to keep each other warm.]
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But when he speaks, Tifa pulls back, a curious look in her eyes as she scans his face.]
Hm? It's hardly morning. Are you sure?
[Even through the curtains, she can tell that the sun's barely started to come up, but after a moment's deliberation, a warmth settles into her expression. He probably doesn't want to stay here after that. She knows she wouldn't. It feels so dark and so cold in here, with them being the only thing to keep each other warm.]
Where should we go?