[There's nothing mean about this. The fresh, fluffy towel is warm, and she only makes a small noise of surprise before she's leaning into it, allowing him to pat and comb the dampness out of her hair, her head rolling back against the couch so that she can look up at him easier.]
Not much.
[Only the sad parts about it, but... surely, it wasn't all bad growing up? She remembers hearing about Vitty, and he seemed to warm significantly when he talked about it all, back when they first met, but besides that, it's been nothing but the tragic demise of his home that Tifa has no idea the kind of life he had before all of that.]
You never told me a lot about what things were like for you growing up.
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Not much.
[Only the sad parts about it, but... surely, it wasn't all bad growing up? She remembers hearing about Vitty, and he seemed to warm significantly when he talked about it all, back when they first met, but besides that, it's been nothing but the tragic demise of his home that Tifa has no idea the kind of life he had before all of that.]
You never told me a lot about what things were like for you growing up.
[Then again, neither has she.]
So you did have fun with snow...