[Her answer comes swiftly and immediately, firmly, leaving no room for any other interpretation.
There had been times before that when Tifa had questioned her feelings—if it was just another bout of loneliness that she would seek him out so that she had someone to fill the void. If it was just familiarity, something that she already knew from not this world, but another one, that had her clinging to the idea of him so hard. But there had been those two weeks in the winter where it all came to a head.
He brings up the night they exchanged gifts, and how she had hoped that he would kiss her at her door before he left for the night. How, before that in the factory, being in such close proximity to him in that box made her feel things she isn't sure she's felt before.
When they met at the riverbank that first night and she recognized him, even if he didn't remember her, she was sure that she felt something even back then.
It's difficult for her to pinpoint the exact moment because she carried her memories here from Camelot, but...
Her fingers brush through his hair, and she kisses him gently, as if to seek to reassure him.]
I felt weak... scared that night... Embarrassed that you were there to see it all. But...
[Her eyes shimmer with admiration for him when they connect with his.]
You still stuck by me. You stayed with me and comforted me when I thought... when I was scared you would run instead. No one's done that for me before... It made me realize that... the safest place I felt was with you.
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[Her answer comes swiftly and immediately, firmly, leaving no room for any other interpretation.
There had been times before that when Tifa had questioned her feelings—if it was just another bout of loneliness that she would seek him out so that she had someone to fill the void. If it was just familiarity, something that she already knew from not this world, but another one, that had her clinging to the idea of him so hard. But there had been those two weeks in the winter where it all came to a head.
He brings up the night they exchanged gifts, and how she had hoped that he would kiss her at her door before he left for the night. How, before that in the factory, being in such close proximity to him in that box made her feel things she isn't sure she's felt before.
When they met at the riverbank that first night and she recognized him, even if he didn't remember her, she was sure that she felt something even back then.
It's difficult for her to pinpoint the exact moment because she carried her memories here from Camelot, but...
Her fingers brush through his hair, and she kisses him gently, as if to seek to reassure him.]
I felt weak... scared that night... Embarrassed that you were there to see it all. But...
[Her eyes shimmer with admiration for him when they connect with his.]
You still stuck by me. You stayed with me and comforted me when I thought... when I was scared you would run instead. No one's done that for me before... It made me realize that... the safest place I felt was with you.