[Tifa is preoccupied with the stove and getting the frozen soup into a large enough pot, but she turns around just in time to catch the kitten clambering to the top of Eustace's head, those tiny, sharp kitten claws out and eager to climb. She can still see she's quivering, so Tifa doesn't approach, only taking a few steps so that she can lean her hands on the opposite end of the table to watch.
Sorry Eustace, you're on your own for now!
Her head tilts fondly.]
Looks like you'll be stuck here a while.
[If he's going to wait for the little one to get used to being here. Not that she minds his company...]
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Sorry Eustace, you're on your own for now!
Her head tilts fondly.]
Looks like you'll be stuck here a while.
[If he's going to wait for the little one to get used to being here. Not that she minds his company...]
You said you could understand her, yeah?