[It's so easy for him to just do these things—to just wrap himself around her and pull her to him like this, and to chase her doubts away so effortlessly. And while she slides against him, her body molding to his with ease, there's still a flush of embarrassment that washes over her.]
No, it's not that...
[Isn't it, though? Is that what those feelings were? And why, of all the things to provoke them, was it a gun!? It could just have been that the aftermath of what happened that day had rooted itself deeper in her than she thought it would, but even then...]
I just want... [The sound interrupts herself with betrays her, so Tifa dips her head away when she feels his breath hot on her ear, and she offers him an answer in a small voice.] I want to be your partner...
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No, it's not that...
[Isn't it, though? Is that what those feelings were? And why, of all the things to provoke them, was it a gun!? It could just have been that the aftermath of what happened that day had rooted itself deeper in her than she thought it would, but even then...]
I just want... [The sound interrupts herself with betrays her, so Tifa dips her head away when she feels his breath hot on her ear, and she offers him an answer in a small voice.] I want to be your partner...
[Totally not the same thing, you see.]