[That makes her face turn pink again—or maybe it has been this whole time. It's so silly—this whole thing is so silly. They're just walking around Aerith's living room with a small cup of coffee in her hand pretending that it's a tray of drinks. She's teaching her how to walk like a bartender would, and now they're making plans to do the real thing...
There's something so bittersweet about this moment that Tifa has to skate her eyes away. She spins, slightly, to hide the fact that there's an even wider smile blossoming over her lips. It's not often that anyone says something like that to her, and hearing it from one of the people she's so quickly grown to care about most...
It makes her heart feel so full that she fears it might burst.]
I guess I'm just a good teacher...
[Cloud had said so, so she's going to go with that, because it's the easiest thing she can cling onto right now, to tether herself before she floats away inside her own rushing thoughts.]
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There's something so bittersweet about this moment that Tifa has to skate her eyes away. She spins, slightly, to hide the fact that there's an even wider smile blossoming over her lips. It's not often that anyone says something like that to her, and hearing it from one of the people she's so quickly grown to care about most...
It makes her heart feel so full that she fears it might burst.]
I guess I'm just a good teacher...
[Cloud had said so, so she's going to go with that, because it's the easiest thing she can cling onto right now, to tether herself before she floats away inside her own rushing thoughts.]