[She honestly would have been just fine down here, but if he insists—
Tifa's arms instinctively tighten their hold around his shoulders when she feels the wind brush against her hair as he leaves the ground, and she may have shouted his name when he took off. It feels like she's flying with how he almost drifts, and how the landing seems softer than normal when they're up there.]
Show off.
[It's the same playful scolding she gave him earlier, and it's still just as deserved.]
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Tifa's arms instinctively tighten their hold around his shoulders when she feels the wind brush against her hair as he leaves the ground, and she may have shouted his name when he took off. It feels like she's flying with how he almost drifts, and how the landing seems softer than normal when they're up there.]
Show off.
[It's the same playful scolding she gave him earlier, and it's still just as deserved.]
You could've just used the stairs.