He's always so thoughtful. So sweet that sometimes, she simply wants to break down and cry. Of course having it in her hands when she first received it had been difficult, the scents being enough to turn back time for just a moment, but that had been more than enough to remember it all so clearly. It's not something she ever wants to do again, but with this here now, about to be handed to him, there isn't much left from their lives in Camelot.
She manages to smile for him again, and he'll feel Tifa's fingers loosen slightly on the box before she carefully slips it into the hand that's curled over hers.
And as soon as he takes it, she shrinks back with a flush to her cheeks. No longer does she feel nervous about dredging up unwanted memories in him. Now, she's just nervous that he'll think the gift is silly or stupid or useless.
Tucking a hair behind her ear, she tries her best to meet his eyes.]
... Sorry about the wrapping. I... didn't wanna unwrap it.
[Would it have been less meaningful? Maybe... which is why she left it as is. Now that they are here, together, and are about to find ways to stay in this world, it shouldn't matter what their past had been like.
Whenever he does unravel the paper and open the box, he'll find two small, velvet pouches inside—one with a label of his name and one with Tifa's written in her neat handwriting, each decorated with a little heart. He'll likely hear the sound of metal before he opens the pouch, but what he'll find inside is a small engraved, circular pendant on a sturdy chain with an even sturdier clasp on the other end.
The carvings on the steel is of a wolf and a rabbit creating the circle, drawn into the metal in a yin-yang shape, like they're chasing one another. Embedded in the wolf's eye is an aquamarine, and in the rabbit's, a ruby.
However, that isn't all... and as Tifa watches him nervously, she finally finds the words within her to tell him through a reddened face—]
... Open it.
[The small lock on the side will click with the press of his finger, and it snaps open to reveal a coloured photo of them burned onto the inside. Eustace looks as grumpy as ever, and she's still not sure if he was even aware at the time that she was taking a photo, while Tifa is beaming wide and flushed like she had been in the middle of laughing, and they're both sporting the 3-D glasses from the movie theatre, his sitting crookedly on his face after she had tried to fix them for him.
As soon as he sees it, Tifa shrinks back against the head of the bed, and she grabs a pillow to hug it to herself and to bury her face into.]
It's so stupid, I know...
[So silly and useless.
He can open the Tifa-labeled pouch if he would like, because he will find the same thing in there, only smaller, and tied to a thinner chain that's made to be wrapped around her wrist. Or rather, her gloves as he might recognize, from the bomb and chocobo charms she came with.]
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He's always so thoughtful. So sweet that sometimes, she simply wants to break down and cry. Of course having it in her hands when she first received it had been difficult, the scents being enough to turn back time for just a moment, but that had been more than enough to remember it all so clearly. It's not something she ever wants to do again, but with this here now, about to be handed to him, there isn't much left from their lives in Camelot.
She manages to smile for him again, and he'll feel Tifa's fingers loosen slightly on the box before she carefully slips it into the hand that's curled over hers.
And as soon as he takes it, she shrinks back with a flush to her cheeks. No longer does she feel nervous about dredging up unwanted memories in him. Now, she's just nervous that he'll think the gift is silly or stupid or useless.
Tucking a hair behind her ear, she tries her best to meet his eyes.]
... Sorry about the wrapping. I... didn't wanna unwrap it.
[Would it have been less meaningful? Maybe... which is why she left it as is. Now that they are here, together, and are about to find ways to stay in this world, it shouldn't matter what their past had been like.
Whenever he does unravel the paper and open the box, he'll find two small, velvet pouches inside—one with a label of his name and one with Tifa's written in her neat handwriting, each decorated with a little heart. He'll likely hear the sound of metal before he opens the pouch, but what he'll find inside is a small engraved, circular pendant on a sturdy chain with an even sturdier clasp on the other end.
The carvings on the steel is of a wolf and a rabbit creating the circle, drawn into the metal in a yin-yang shape, like they're chasing one another. Embedded in the wolf's eye is an aquamarine, and in the rabbit's, a ruby.
However, that isn't all... and as Tifa watches him nervously, she finally finds the words within her to tell him through a reddened face—]
... Open it.
[The small lock on the side will click with the press of his finger, and it snaps open to reveal a coloured photo of them burned onto the inside. Eustace looks as grumpy as ever, and she's still not sure if he was even aware at the time that she was taking a photo, while Tifa is beaming wide and flushed like she had been in the middle of laughing, and they're both sporting the 3-D glasses from the movie theatre, his sitting crookedly on his face after she had tried to fix them for him.
As soon as he sees it, Tifa shrinks back against the head of the bed, and she grabs a pillow to hug it to herself and to bury her face into.]
It's so stupid, I know...
[So silly and useless.
He can open the Tifa-labeled pouch if he would like, because he will find the same thing in there, only smaller, and tied to a thinner chain that's made to be wrapped around her wrist. Or rather, her gloves as he might recognize, from the bomb and chocobo charms she came with.]