[She can't even see it all in the mirror, even when she holds it back. He's somehow been able to make her hair stand up almost like a giant tree with a starlight top, and after staring at it for a few seconds, bewildered and awed by his talent...
Tifa falls back against the other end of the tub into giggles, and even a few snorts along with them.
And as she sets the mirror down...]
We look like a pair right out of Marlene's fairy tale picture books...
[... She holds out a hand to Eustace, expecting him to take it.]
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Tifa falls back against the other end of the tub into giggles, and even a few snorts along with them.
And as she sets the mirror down...]
We look like a pair right out of Marlene's fairy tale picture books...
[... She holds out a hand to Eustace, expecting him to take it.]
My king.