[Those words... strike something surprising in Tifa. Something much more profound and meaningful than perhaps he had meant it to be.
"It's your dream," he says, but little does he realize that it's not just a dream in the tangible sense, in the way that this place has manifested before them. Everything about what they are doing, what they are about to do... and not just in this dreamscape but back in their lives in Reverein... it's all been her dream since she realized that she wanted to spend the rest of her days with him.
And now, she finally gets to make all that a reality. In more ways than one.
It's with misted over eyes that she leads him down the front steps of the bar, keeping her back to him to hide that smile that's spreading wide, and the glassiness of her eyes. She closes them and tries to imagine it all again—the stars, mainly, and slowly, they begin to form all over again like they had in the bar.
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"It's your dream," he says, but little does he realize that it's not just a dream in the tangible sense, in the way that this place has manifested before them. Everything about what they are doing, what they are about to do... and not just in this dreamscape but back in their lives in Reverein... it's all been her dream since she realized that she wanted to spend the rest of her days with him.
And now, she finally gets to make all that a reality. In more ways than one.
It's with misted over eyes that she leads him down the front steps of the bar, keeping her back to him to hide that smile that's spreading wide, and the glassiness of her eyes. She closes them and tries to imagine it all again—the stars, mainly, and slowly, they begin to form all over again like they had in the bar.
She folds her hands at her chest and beams.]
Now it just needs a touch of you.