He slips right out of Tifa's hands this time before she can stop him, but she doesn't chase after him either. Instead, she lets him go, her eyes defeated and casting down to her hands when he so adamantly jerks himself away.
And before he can leave the room, the sheets crumple as she gathers them into fists.]
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He slips right out of Tifa's hands this time before she can stop him, but she doesn't chase after him either. Instead, she lets him go, her eyes defeated and casting down to her hands when he so adamantly jerks himself away.
And before he can leave the room, the sheets crumple as she gathers them into fists.]
... I'm sorry.