[Her voice is quiet as she picks out another bite for herself, smaller with more ice cream than brownie. Keeping her guessing, is he? She has no idea what it could be, and there's still that tiny lump of fear in her throat that it's so much more than what she's expecting, impossible as it is, she prays to Gaia that it isn't that.
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[Her voice is quiet as she picks out another bite for herself, smaller with more ice cream than brownie. Keeping her guessing, is he? She has no idea what it could be, and there's still that tiny lump of fear in her throat that it's so much more than what she's expecting, impossible as it is, she prays to Gaia that it isn't that.
There's no way it can be. Stop worrying, Tifa!]
I hope I don't have to start guessing.