[Tifa's gaze is busy wandering around in search of him, genuinely confused about where he could have possibly snuck off to, when the dragon steps up.]
Y-yeah. I am. A reservation under Eustace?
[The dragon nods. "Ah, yes. Your bags were already brought up, weren't they?"]
Mm-hm.
[She doesn't mean to be so rude and distracted, but where is her husband?
"Very well. Right this way, erm... Mrs. Eustace?"
Oh god, there goes a flood of hearts bubbling around her, and Tifa is quick to follow, jogging after the dragon attendant who proceeds to lead her to their room.]
Um... he hasn't happened to come through here already, has he?
no subject
[Tifa's gaze is busy wandering around in search of him, genuinely confused about where he could have possibly snuck off to, when the dragon steps up.]
Y-yeah. I am. A reservation under Eustace?
[The dragon nods. "Ah, yes. Your bags were already brought up, weren't they?"]
Mm-hm.
[She doesn't mean to be so rude and distracted, but where is her husband?
"Very well. Right this way, erm... Mrs. Eustace?"
Oh god, there goes a flood of hearts bubbling around her, and Tifa is quick to follow, jogging after the dragon attendant who proceeds to lead her to their room.]
Um... he hasn't happened to come through here already, has he?