[It's a harsh reality, one filled with the painful knowledge that if they should fail, if they shouldn't find anything at all, the consequences may be dire. But if they do nothing, if they simply leave without looking back and it should happen, they would have to continue on knowing there may have been a chance, may have been a way to save those who had been lost. Even with their own lives at risk, it was worth taking that shot.
Glove fingers come to rest upon the small of Tifa's back, a silent form of reassurance, an acknowledgement that he knows, that he understands. It wouldn't fully atone for what they had done, and for what had been done in retaliation. But it was a start, a beginning.]
Tell them to leave. [ Okay, now he's really baffled. ] The obvious solution is have everybody move out of the tunnels. Instead of blindly slapping from wall to wall trying to find something without any sort of reasonable plan.
[ He doesn't get the self-sacrificing thing. Why would anybody do that? ] If you're so determined to help, move people. Don't waste your time.
[ Royce is incredibly exasperated, and he almost throws his hands up in the air as a sign of how much. They can't see him, but hey. Instead, they get scathing: ] It's literally your funeral.
[ As well as a CLICK. He'll catch the two of you on the flip side. You know. Post death. ]
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Glove fingers come to rest upon the small of Tifa's back, a silent form of reassurance, an acknowledgement that he knows, that he understands. It wouldn't fully atone for what they had done, and for what had been done in retaliation. But it was a start, a beginning.]
Maybe we are. But it's better than doing nothing.
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[ He doesn't get the self-sacrificing thing. Why would anybody do that? ] If you're so determined to help, move people. Don't waste your time.
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[ As well as a CLICK. He'll catch the two of you on the flip side. You know. Post death. ]