[It makes sense that he's reacting like this. She gets it, but it still hurts in an illogical way. She's shaken up and scared, and she really just wants him to tell her she's going to be okay.
But. Alright. Tifa sighs, tipping her head back and letting it hit the side of the shelf behind her as she closes her eyes. Just for a second. Just to get herself together.]
Okay. I'm— [She's doesn't actually know where she is. She hasn't left the morgue yet.] One second.
[She's silent as she picks herself up off the floor and heads for the stairs. He probably won't really want to talk to her until he knows this isn't a trick. She finds herself in the chapel, which is great because it's not far from where they were before, but terrible because it reminds her of Aerith in the worst way.]
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But. Alright. Tifa sighs, tipping her head back and letting it hit the side of the shelf behind her as she closes her eyes. Just for a second. Just to get herself together.]
Okay. I'm— [She's doesn't actually know where she is. She hasn't left the morgue yet.] One second.
[She's silent as she picks herself up off the floor and heads for the stairs. He probably won't really want to talk to her until he knows this isn't a trick. She finds herself in the chapel, which is great because it's not far from where they were before, but terrible because it reminds her of Aerith in the worst way.]
Where are you? Is it the same house?