[She might be trying to tease him a little, but she's not even surprised he's managed to catch on, nor is she surprised when she wonders if he's playing the same game right back at her when he doesn't move to pull her close.

It's probably for the best anyway. Tifa's blushing like crazy when he brings up the campsite in the woods, and she doesn't miss the way his eyes move to the covered plates, the food that she's brought still a mystery.]

Could be. All we need now is a glowing spring in the back.

[Yeah, definitely for the best that they're sitting on opposite ends of the log, but it's with a knowing, suggestive grin that she leans over to grab one of the plates, giggling quietly at the way the dogs tip their heads, confused.]

I know it isn't much, but... I did have fun that night. And this way, it'll be easier for us and the dogs too. Won't have to go out far anymore to have a nice fire to cook over and... maybe curl up around on the cooler nights.

[Like tonight.

Peeling back the foil, she reveals several strips of uncooked bacon skewered onto sticks, and they smell sweet, like sugar and maple.]

... You hungry?