[Not what she was expecting at all, and she suddenly finds herself struggling to ignore the way her heart is pounding. Tifa lets out a breath, trying to think of a good response, although there really isn't one.]
Well...
[She hesitates, then continues very quietly, her smile a little goofy.]
You don't need a bet for that.
[Stupid thing to say? Probably a stupid thing to say.]
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Well...
[She hesitates, then continues very quietly, her smile a little goofy.]
You don't need a bet for that.
[Stupid thing to say? Probably a stupid thing to say.]