[However long it actually goes for, it feels like much, much longer than that. Tifa's fingers tentatively reach up to touch while Eustace works through his emotions, her own eyes glued to him with subdued outrage because wow???
Before her hands even reach it, she pulls back, almost like she's too scared to even touch it... what if something jumps out and bites her hand off!?
But when Eustace starts to laugh...
...
Tifa frowns deeply at him—though it's more a pout than a frown again—and splashes him with the water.]
>:( !!!
Before her hands even reach it, she pulls back, almost like she's too scared to even touch it... what if something jumps out and bites her hand off!?
But when Eustace starts to laugh...
...
Tifa frowns deeply at him—though it's more a pout than a frown again—and splashes him with the water.]
I said no laughing!