[She knows, and she doesn't mind it in this case, and it only makes her hold him tighter, clutching on for whatever warmth either of them has left. He might start to feel jostled a bit as Tifa limps her way into the cave, her feet and legs and everything aching from the fall and the walk that she took to get here, but she pauses just past its entrance to look around, in awe of what she sees.
The floors, walls, and ceiling of the cave are almost covered in a greenish-blue light, the same light that led her here in the first place. Mushrooms—thousands of them—line each surface and crevice and give off enough that it isn't dark in the least.
There are small, dry patches around the cave, with grass growing out of the cracks in the ground, giving them a tiny, cushioned area to sit, and that's where Tifa takes them and lowers herself with Eustace still in her arms. And, after a moment of looking around still, she turns her attention back to the small puppy.]
How are you feeling?
[She's figured out by now that he can't speak, but at least they can communicate in other ways...?]
no subject
The floors, walls, and ceiling of the cave are almost covered in a greenish-blue light, the same light that led her here in the first place. Mushrooms—thousands of them—line each surface and crevice and give off enough that it isn't dark in the least.
There are small, dry patches around the cave, with grass growing out of the cracks in the ground, giving them a tiny, cushioned area to sit, and that's where Tifa takes them and lowers herself with Eustace still in her arms. And, after a moment of looking around still, she turns her attention back to the small puppy.]
How are you feeling?
[She's figured out by now that he can't speak, but at least they can communicate in other ways...?]