[ the answer is forever, for as long as he can remember. he was always a stupid boy, dreaming up impossibilities -- he considered her one of them.
but things have changed. the past, the future, them.
making the best of it: he'd always been bad at that. but the idea alone -- it sounds wonderful from her mouth. like a real possibility swimming against the current. he holds her in place, the pads of his fingers ghosting over the small of her back.
"i'm tired of living under other people's rules," she says, and his lips seal shut, spark sparking in his eyes. this place had something to her -- brought out the girl, headstrong and unwitting, as he'd always known her.
and he can't say no to that. ]
...Yeah. [ he speaks, docile by contrast. ] From one cage to the next, we might as well make something out of it. We...
We still have each other.
[ that sounds like something she'd say -- but maybe...
maybe he's learning. ]
Tifa. [ his voice is firm, if not inquisitive, before he musters the courage to ask: ] ...What do you want?
no subject
but things have changed. the past, the future, them.
making the best of it: he'd always been bad at that. but the idea alone -- it sounds wonderful from her mouth. like a real possibility swimming against the current. he holds her in place, the pads of his fingers ghosting over the small of her back.
"i'm tired of living under other people's rules," she says, and his lips seal shut, spark sparking in his eyes. this place had something to her -- brought out the girl, headstrong and unwitting, as he'd always known her.
and he can't say no to that. ]
...Yeah. [ he speaks, docile by contrast. ] From one cage to the next, we might as well make something out of it. We...
We still have each other.
[ that sounds like something she'd say -- but maybe...
maybe he's learning. ]
Tifa. [ his voice is firm, if not inquisitive, before he musters the courage to ask: ] ...What do you want?