[Tifa knows all too well the kind of experience trying to clean a kitten is. None of them take the matter lightly, and most will just outright refuse. So, it's only with an arch of her brow at the two of them and a smile that she leaves them to their devices, sliding back into her room to start getting herself ready for bed. Thankfully, she's already showered, so the bathroom is all his.
When he comes out, he'll have to find her in her room, fluffing up the makeshift bed that she's made for Clover at the foot of hers. It's several blankets curled up to create a sort of nest for her—a place she'll hopefully feel safe to sleep in.
As for the décor in her room, there won't be much to see, like the rest of the place. She hasn't taken the time to really decorate and fill it with pieces of herself—for the best, probably, considering she'll be leaving it tomorrow. However, there is one thing he might recognize: the white rose she wore in her hair during that "date" of theirs, still alive and thriving in the little bell jar that he'd brought her a while back, sitting on her bedside table.]
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[Tifa knows all too well the kind of experience trying to clean a kitten is. None of them take the matter lightly, and most will just outright refuse. So, it's only with an arch of her brow at the two of them and a smile that she leaves them to their devices, sliding back into her room to start getting herself ready for bed. Thankfully, she's already showered, so the bathroom is all his.
When he comes out, he'll have to find her in her room, fluffing up the makeshift bed that she's made for Clover at the foot of hers. It's several blankets curled up to create a sort of nest for her—a place she'll hopefully feel safe to sleep in.
As for the décor in her room, there won't be much to see, like the rest of the place. She hasn't taken the time to really decorate and fill it with pieces of herself—for the best, probably, considering she'll be leaving it tomorrow. However, there is one thing he might recognize: the white rose she wore in her hair during that "date" of theirs, still alive and thriving in the little bell jar that he'd brought her a while back, sitting on her bedside table.]