[There will be no throwing anyone in the woods. Not even her!
Tifa watches his reactions—the way his eyes narrow and his grip on the spoon tightens ever so slightly, but she pressed on, even through the silence that followed her proposal. She had a feeling he would react this way, but she has enough confidence in herself that she didn't think she would need to practice a counterargument, and she still doesn't think she needs one. It's about as bad an idea as taking on Don Corneo on her own, she knows that, but this time is different. This time, she isn't going to go at it alone... but that makes it no less frustrating when people go about being so virtuous and concerned for her safety.]
I can handle myself, you know.
[If this woman wants to go after Tifa instead, let her. It will only give him more ammo to use in getting her locked up somewhere, or rather, getting some help.]
It doesn't even have to be much. [She doesn't think they'll really need to go all out, but...] You just need something to prove that she's a threat. And you'll have me to back you up. After that, it'll be over.
[Tifa's lips press into a thin line, and her voice loses its pleading tone, replaced with one more serious.]
I've got a stake in this too. The way she was looking at me... she knows my face, and I don't want to live knowing that I could also be at risk, or my friends.
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Tifa watches his reactions—the way his eyes narrow and his grip on the spoon tightens ever so slightly, but she pressed on, even through the silence that followed her proposal. She had a feeling he would react this way, but she has enough confidence in herself that she didn't think she would need to practice a counterargument, and she still doesn't think she needs one. It's about as bad an idea as taking on Don Corneo on her own, she knows that, but this time is different. This time, she isn't going to go at it alone... but that makes it no less frustrating when people go about being so virtuous and concerned for her safety.]
I can handle myself, you know.
[If this woman wants to go after Tifa instead, let her. It will only give him more ammo to use in getting her locked up somewhere, or rather, getting some help.]
It doesn't even have to be much. [She doesn't think they'll really need to go all out, but...] You just need something to prove that she's a threat. And you'll have me to back you up. After that, it'll be over.
[Tifa's lips press into a thin line, and her voice loses its pleading tone, replaced with one more serious.]
I've got a stake in this too. The way she was looking at me... she knows my face, and I don't want to live knowing that I could also be at risk, or my friends.