[She hears the desperation in her own voice, feels it flow right out of her, and Tifa stops herself before she can get another word out. Closing her eyes and taking in a breath, she tries to shake it off.]
So then... [she starts again.] We can fight it... you and me. ... I know it won't make your fears go away, but maybe with enough, we can get rid of it.
[It's probably a long-shot, and in the back of her mind, she has an inkling that it isn't that simple, but a girl can hope, can't she?]
... Maybe that shopkeeper was telling the truth...
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[She hears the desperation in her own voice, feels it flow right out of her, and Tifa stops herself before she can get another word out. Closing her eyes and taking in a breath, she tries to shake it off.]
So then... [she starts again.] We can fight it... you and me. ... I know it won't make your fears go away, but maybe with enough, we can get rid of it.
[It's probably a long-shot, and in the back of her mind, she has an inkling that it isn't that simple, but a girl can hope, can't she?]
... Maybe that shopkeeper was telling the truth...