[ with the short time she's been here, tifa's not sure an argument could be made that a place like this could be an experience worth being thankful for, but it's hard to imagine it as much else as what it's advertised itself to be with just the few days in which she's had to see first hand the kind of twists it can have with both her head and body.
but even now, there'd be a slight part of her willing to give it a chance, considering the few people she's come to meet who've actually helped her through it, some offering advice, some willing to play music with her, and some who can take her to a bar to talk wistfully about dreams. it's the same way she first arrived in midgar, still recovering from the pain of her injury under the weight of medical debt and no one from home left alive β and yet she'd met jessie, biggs, wedge, barret, and everyone else who'd become her family in the sector 7 slums.
sometimes even in the worst of places, it's the people who make it worth surviving. sanji's sweetness, with all the purity of his dreams and his kind smile, seems like someone worth trying to stay strong for. ]
Alright, then. It's a plan! [ she gives an enthusiastic nod, with a slight giggle from the shared excitement, because whether or not it's possible, sometimes there's something worth making plans of things you want to do, the way aerith would often encourage her, as a way to get past the harsher times. and to visit restaurants that float or simply sanji's ship in his world, it sounds like a thrill worth being excited for.
and maybe that's credit to sanji, with all the enthusiasm he puts into talking about his world and his dream, the way it almost seems to make her forget entirely that she's even in this strange resort, simply enthalled by such a positive energy that she's come to miss feeling herself. it's all distracting enough that she doesn't even realize when her hand lands on his forearm, not until his fingers come to rest over hers β and suddenly, she's more hyperaware than ever of that point of contact.
the warmth of his touch seems to gravitate down upon her own skin, a heated graze that begins as a comforting gesture until such a simple touch forms electricity through her body, moving from her knuckles, along her arm, and the stretching out through the rest of her. it catches her off guard, though she only reacts with a slight hitch in her breath as she keeps her attention focused on him, eyes trying not to respond to the sensation as she simply attempts to regain the calm of her breaths. ]
Y-yeah, I think so too. At least I have enough friends daring enough to keep charging at it. Not sure I'd be brave enough to do it on my own, but β well, they make it worth trying. [ she manages a returning smile at him, nodding enthusiastically when the bartender approaches, as if that might distract from the heat over her cheeks. ] Sure, a drink sounds good. Just make sure you let me make one for you sometime too, to thank you.
[ it's when she turns in her seat towards the direction of the bartender that sanji might just see it β with her hair tucked back, the subtle presence of a diamond mark, small and almost hidden, just behind her ear, its red color having a notable growing brightness. ]
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but even now, there'd be a slight part of her willing to give it a chance, considering the few people she's come to meet who've actually helped her through it, some offering advice, some willing to play music with her, and some who can take her to a bar to talk wistfully about dreams. it's the same way she first arrived in midgar, still recovering from the pain of her injury under the weight of medical debt and no one from home left alive β and yet she'd met jessie, biggs, wedge, barret, and everyone else who'd become her family in the sector 7 slums.
sometimes even in the worst of places, it's the people who make it worth surviving. sanji's sweetness, with all the purity of his dreams and his kind smile, seems like someone worth trying to stay strong for. ]
Alright, then. It's a plan! [ she gives an enthusiastic nod, with a slight giggle from the shared excitement, because whether or not it's possible, sometimes there's something worth making plans of things you want to do, the way aerith would often encourage her, as a way to get past the harsher times. and to visit restaurants that float or simply sanji's ship in his world, it sounds like a thrill worth being excited for.
and maybe that's credit to sanji, with all the enthusiasm he puts into talking about his world and his dream, the way it almost seems to make her forget entirely that she's even in this strange resort, simply enthalled by such a positive energy that she's come to miss feeling herself. it's all distracting enough that she doesn't even realize when her hand lands on his forearm, not until his fingers come to rest over hers β and suddenly, she's more hyperaware than ever of that point of contact.
the warmth of his touch seems to gravitate down upon her own skin, a heated graze that begins as a comforting gesture until such a simple touch forms electricity through her body, moving from her knuckles, along her arm, and the stretching out through the rest of her. it catches her off guard, though she only reacts with a slight hitch in her breath as she keeps her attention focused on him, eyes trying not to respond to the sensation as she simply attempts to regain the calm of her breaths. ]
Y-yeah, I think so too. At least I have enough friends daring enough to keep charging at it. Not sure I'd be brave enough to do it on my own, but β well, they make it worth trying. [ she manages a returning smile at him, nodding enthusiastically when the bartender approaches, as if that might distract from the heat over her cheeks. ] Sure, a drink sounds good. Just make sure you let me make one for you sometime too, to thank you.
[ it's when she turns in her seat towards the direction of the bartender that sanji might just see it β with her hair tucked back, the subtle presence of a diamond mark, small and almost hidden, just behind her ear, its red color having a notable growing brightness. ]