[This isn't what she had in mind! She only stands there, frozen, mouth falling open as she feels the snow pile over her, dripping past her collar and down the insides of her coat, some of it even managing to slip through her shirt underneath. If this is his idea of a truce, then he is sorely mistaken on what that means. He got two hits on her, so now she should get two hits on him!
But Tifa only shakes the snow out of her hair gently, biting back the laugh that's about to ring from her as she steps out from under the archway... in the opposite direction.]
You're not playing fair! ... But fine.
[Her gaze flits to the large double front doors into the castle, then back to him.]
I'll let you off the hook, so let's go inside. But you first. [She curtsies.] After you, Ser Eustace.
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But Tifa only shakes the snow out of her hair gently, biting back the laugh that's about to ring from her as she steps out from under the archway... in the opposite direction.]
You're not playing fair! ... But fine.
[Her gaze flits to the large double front doors into the castle, then back to him.]
I'll let you off the hook, so let's go inside. But you first. [She curtsies.] After you, Ser Eustace.
[Tifa, that's a Knight.]