There's clear trepidation about broaching the subject, Tifa shifting in her seat as she nibbles on the corner of a piece of cheese, mulling over how she'd prefer to, or if it's a good idea at all. But there's only one other person she figures would understand her feelings on the matter besides the man himself, and this seemed the perfect opportunity to open up about it at last.
That's what girl's nights are for, aren't they?
And if she's going to get past whatever self-inflicted hurdle she's put herself behind and move past it to more exciting, happier things to talk about, then at least saying it out loud might help.]
It's about Cloud.
[She begins there, pausing as if to prepare Aerith for it when in reality, she's preparing herself.]
no subject
There's clear trepidation about broaching the subject, Tifa shifting in her seat as she nibbles on the corner of a piece of cheese, mulling over how she'd prefer to, or if it's a good idea at all. But there's only one other person she figures would understand her feelings on the matter besides the man himself, and this seemed the perfect opportunity to open up about it at last.
That's what girl's nights are for, aren't they?
And if she's going to get past whatever self-inflicted hurdle she's put herself behind and move past it to more exciting, happier things to talk about, then at least saying it out loud might help.]
It's about Cloud.
[She begins there, pausing as if to prepare Aerith for it when in reality, she's preparing herself.]
I'm worried about him.