[Tifa takes it between her fingers, not quite sure how she should be holding onto... someone else's hair.]
Uh, right... [What do you say to someone who's just handed you a "piece of themselves"?] Thanks...?
[This is so awkward, and even more so that the girl she's exchanging hair with is a complete stranger. It would be weird enough if this were Cloud or Aerith, but this is on a whole other level of uncomfortable. If she'd known it would come to this, would she have still agreed? ... Hard to tell.
With the hair just awkwardly hanging from her hand, she turns to the Celliwig leaders, then back to Weiss.]
So I guess we just... throw it in?
[The leader nods, and Tifa tries to gently let it down, but it sticks and wraps itself around her fingers. Now she has to flick it, and this is not as graceful as she'd hoped she would be.]
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Uh, right... [What do you say to someone who's just handed you a "piece of themselves"?] Thanks...?
[This is so awkward, and even more so that the girl she's exchanging hair with is a complete stranger. It would be weird enough if this were Cloud or Aerith, but this is on a whole other level of uncomfortable. If she'd known it would come to this, would she have still agreed? ... Hard to tell.
With the hair just awkwardly hanging from her hand, she turns to the Celliwig leaders, then back to Weiss.]
So I guess we just... throw it in?
[The leader nods, and Tifa tries to gently let it down, but it sticks and wraps itself around her fingers. Now she has to flick it, and this is not as graceful as she'd hoped she would be.]