[He'll find several horses stabled there, many of them with manes brilliantly decorated in vines and flowers. They mostly keep to themselves, a few lifting their heads from where they graze or sleep in the grass, but as soon as Tifa makes her approach, a certain pair of horses will lift their heads—a large, black stallion, and next to him, a white mare, her mane donning pink blossoms.]
Sorry! Did I keep you waiting?
[She calls out to Nier once she's close enough, and behind him, the two horses will trot up to the fence to meet them both, the stallion sniffing at his swords with curiosity and some wariness as he puts himself between him and the female.]
no subject
Sorry! Did I keep you waiting?
[She calls out to Nier once she's close enough, and behind him, the two horses will trot up to the fence to meet them both, the stallion sniffing at his swords with curiosity and some wariness as he puts himself between him and the female.]