[He captures her mid-nod, and she wishes this kiss would never end, her lips chasing his when they leave hers, but she lets him speak, and as soon as he gives her that pointed look, she feels her ears and her cheeks grow hot.]
I will. I promise...
[In spite of the seriousness of the situation, Tifa can't help but smile at how well he seems to know her. How well he can read her and how he understands her—even her faults.
But together... together they might be able to overcome it. She doesn't know how yet, or what they can even do, but if she can at least help to curb some of this energy just by simply being at his side, then she never intends to leave it.
Which carries Tifa to her next thought, and she leans to rest her head on his shoulder.]
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I will. I promise...
[In spite of the seriousness of the situation, Tifa can't help but smile at how well he seems to know her. How well he can read her and how he understands her—even her faults.
But together... together they might be able to overcome it. She doesn't know how yet, or what they can even do, but if she can at least help to curb some of this energy just by simply being at his side, then she never intends to leave it.
Which carries Tifa to her next thought, and she leans to rest her head on his shoulder.]
That dream wasn't all bad, you know...