[With his mind and heart now calmed, he can face Tifa with a bit more, if just a little awkward ease. He has the ability to recover and move on fairly easily, but that was still something even he would need a little time to get over. However, the smell of eggs and bacon help distract him...as does seeing Tifa cooking. He's watched her warm up and prepare food for him before the house he and Gran share, but this is a bit different for some reason.
It could be because they had just woken up and she's still in her sleepwear, giving it a strangely...different feel to it. But he once again pushes it aside and moves to the table, only belatedly realizing he had stopped midstep to stare a little.]
Take your time.
[Clover mews and trots over to him, pawing at his leg until he picks up the troublesome kitten. Really, if it weren't for her none of this would have happened...but she at least looks a lot more refreshed and happier than he's ever seen her, so he can't help but softly smile as he lightly pets her head, listening to the kitten as she starts mewing and chattering about the morning and how delicious that soup was.
Glancing at Tifa, he lowers his head to quietly ask Clover what she thinks of Tifa and if she'll be okay being with her. The kitten hesitates, looking at him hesitantly...but she eventually answers that she likes her new "Mommy" and wishes he could stay. To which he quickly refuses, "Not a chance," lightly tapping her nose before sitting.
"But whhhyyyyyyyyyy!! You're my Daddy!!!"
Not this again...
Instead he just stays quiet and ignores her protests. At least this time it's more like whining than tearful cries.
To further avoid things, Eustace stands back up and approaches the kitchen.]
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It could be because they had just woken up and she's still in her sleepwear, giving it a strangely...different feel to it. But he once again pushes it aside and moves to the table, only belatedly realizing he had stopped midstep to stare a little.]
Take your time.
[Clover mews and trots over to him, pawing at his leg until he picks up the troublesome kitten. Really, if it weren't for her none of this would have happened...but she at least looks a lot more refreshed and happier than he's ever seen her, so he can't help but softly smile as he lightly pets her head, listening to the kitten as she starts mewing and chattering about the morning and how delicious that soup was.
Glancing at Tifa, he lowers his head to quietly ask Clover what she thinks of Tifa and if she'll be okay being with her. The kitten hesitates, looking at him hesitantly...but she eventually answers that she likes her new "Mommy" and wishes he could stay. To which he quickly refuses, "Not a chance," lightly tapping her nose before sitting.
"But whhhyyyyyyyyyy!! You're my Daddy!!!"
Not this again...
Instead he just stays quiet and ignores her protests. At least this time it's more like whining than tearful cries.
To further avoid things, Eustace stands back up and approaches the kitchen.]
Anything I can do to help?