[Idly, Tifa twirls the half-finished skewer between her fingers as she gazes into the fire. It's nice, having things be back to the way they were. She still worries every now and then, and those fears are very, very real still whenever they part ways in the mornings that something terrible might happen, but she's been getting through.
And it makes moments like this at the end of their days that much more special.]
That's why I wanted to do this, too. You've been working so hard on the house. On everything, that I started to worry about you.
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[Idly, Tifa twirls the half-finished skewer between her fingers as she gazes into the fire. It's nice, having things be back to the way they were. She still worries every now and then, and those fears are very, very real still whenever they part ways in the mornings that something terrible might happen, but she's been getting through.
And it makes moments like this at the end of their days that much more special.]
That's why I wanted to do this, too. You've been working so hard on the house. On everything, that I started to worry about you.