[Slowly, bit by bit, he's pushing back that invasive energy that tried to overwhelm him. Slowly, bit by bit, he can feel that darker side of him laughing and whispering how much he needs this dark part of him to be stronger. He ignores it, but he hates to admit that it's right, especially when it's clear it's working.
But he still refuses to completely succumb to it, either—that'll he'll remain in control.
...And he'll control whatever the fuck is inside him right now, too.
It'll be a stressful time for the both of them, but that strange chill will slowly recede, as if he's now drawing back into him, until at last he falls forward onto the bed, that black lightning crackling around him like static as he gasps for air before he looks over at Tifa, once again hating how he put her through this.]
Tifa... It's...
[He wants to tell her it's okay now. Wants to tell her that he wants her to come to him, hold him, warm him with her dreamotion and love that he desperately needs right now. But his strength fails him and he coughs as he completely collapses.]
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But he still refuses to completely succumb to it, either—that'll he'll remain in control.
...And he'll control whatever the fuck is inside him right now, too.
It'll be a stressful time for the both of them, but that strange chill will slowly recede, as if he's now drawing back into him, until at last he falls forward onto the bed, that black lightning crackling around him like static as he gasps for air before he looks over at Tifa, once again hating how he put her through this.]
Tifa... It's...
[He wants to tell her it's okay now. Wants to tell her that he wants her to come to him, hold him, warm him with her dreamotion and love that he desperately needs right now. But his strength fails him and he coughs as he completely collapses.]