[There's a small, fleeting ache in Tifa's heart, and for a moment, she thinks of a blond head of hair, spiky like a chocobo's, waiting for her back on Gaia. She hasn't thought about him much recently, but those times that she does find herself drifting back home, she does miss him, and it's Susato's own memories of her and Kazuma that briefly draw her back that way.
Seeing how she flusters and stumbles with her words, Tifa tips her head gently at her, and her smile shifts from curious to encouraging, but not at all pushy. If she doesn't want to say, then she doesn't need to, but—]
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Seeing how she flusters and stumbles with her words, Tifa tips her head gently at her, and her smile shifts from curious to encouraging, but not at all pushy. If she doesn't want to say, then she doesn't need to, but—]
Been what...?