[It had happened so long ago that Tifa has had time to grieve and learn to continue living. She still misses her mother, and there are still holes in her memory from when it happened, but it isn't something that cripples her. Not anymore. She can live on knowing that her mother would be proud of how far she's come, and how hard she's fought, and that's good enough.]
Same cat, yeah. Only ever had the one, but he was always a handful. Clover's a dream compared to him. At least she doesn't try to dart outside every time I open the door.
[Said with utmost fondness of course, even if Clover can be a bit of a brat at times.]
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It's okay.
[It had happened so long ago that Tifa has had time to grieve and learn to continue living. She still misses her mother, and there are still holes in her memory from when it happened, but it isn't something that cripples her. Not anymore. She can live on knowing that her mother would be proud of how far she's come, and how hard she's fought, and that's good enough.]
Same cat, yeah. Only ever had the one, but he was always a handful. Clover's a dream compared to him. At least she doesn't try to dart outside every time I open the door.
[Said with utmost fondness of course, even if Clover can be a bit of a brat at times.]
Then again, I guess I have you to thank for that.