[Tifa stares up in awe, flinching back with a giggle when one of the snowflakes lands on and chills the tip of her nose, chasing away some of that flushed warmth that's starting to settle there again.
She remembers that night he showed them to her. It's a bittersweet memory now, far in the past, but she will never not fall in love with the way they sparkle.]
Just like that. Much better.
[When she spins to face him again, he might catch the glassy look over her eyes when she smiles at him.]
From the top then?
[Is she just looking for an excuse to keep dancing with him? Absolutely.
There's a sound that echoes through the air, like a new record that's about to play over the speakers all through Midgar...]
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She remembers that night he showed them to her. It's a bittersweet memory now, far in the past, but she will never not fall in love with the way they sparkle.]
Just like that. Much better.
[When she spins to face him again, he might catch the glassy look over her eyes when she smiles at him.]
From the top then?
[Is she just looking for an excuse to keep dancing with him? Absolutely.
There's a sound that echoes through the air, like a new record that's about to play over the speakers all through Midgar...]