[Relief washes over him in thick waves at the sight of her, at the sound of her voice, at the calming reassurance that it brings. She's alright, she's alive and she's alright and despite whatever distance currently separates them, it's enough.]
Yeah. I'm - [Already gearing up to lie, to tell her that he's alright, that he's fine, that she shouldn't worry. But she will, she'll worry despite whatever words and reassurances he offers and there's comfort to be found within the truth.] I'll be alright. I'm still at the hospital. I probably won't head back out until tomorrow.
[She doesn't have the energy to question him further, especially because she just lied, herself. He's right, though; it doesn't stop her from silently worrying about him anyway.]
I'm in the chapel. I think... I guess I'll head back towards the tunnels.
[She hesitates, and then continues, her voice a little unsteady.]
I'll head north. We'll meet somewhere in the middle.
[He wasn't fond of the idea of her traveling alone, especially considering the manner in which they had died, but at the moment, neither of them had very much choice.
Hesitation fills him as she speaks, as her voice becomes unsteady with the question.]
Yeah. [So many people were gone, so many people they knew, that they called their friends.] You gonna be okay?
[She trails off, biting her lip for a moment. She just can't let her mind settle on those thoughts, not yet. She needs to figure out where she's going, and... Do something. She can't start crying now.]
[Something tears from his throat, a sort of stranded amusement, the emotion forced.]
Yeah. I guess we are.
[Even as he speaks his eyes are falling closed, trying to keep the more painful emotions from playing upon his face, not wanting to worry her or make things any worse than they are were.]
Tifa, I - I'm sorry, I should have tried harder to protect you.
[If she hadn't, if she had faced that danger alone, if she had paid this price alone, than the guilt would be worse, would be far more overwhelming and powerful. He had failed, a bitter, painful defeat. He had failed to protect her, had failed to keep her alive.
But they had fought together, at each other's sides. They had paid the same price, had suffered the same fate. They had kept their promise, to fight until the end, to do so together. No matter what.]
We made a promise. That neither of us would fight alone. I'm not breaking another one.
[If they hadn't been hindered by the limitations of this place, if he'd only had his enhancements, his sword, they likely would have fared far better. But thinking about what could have been, going over and over and over one particular scenario trying to ascertain what had went wrong and what could have been changed to guarantee a different outcome was nothing more than a waste of precious energy.]
[She keeps catching on that dream of his she was in, and she exhales. She doesn't want this plastered all over the network. Just the thought of it makes her uncomfortable.]
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Yeah. I'm - [Already gearing up to lie, to tell her that he's alright, that he's fine, that she shouldn't worry. But she will, she'll worry despite whatever words and reassurances he offers and there's comfort to be found within the truth.] I'll be alright. I'm still at the hospital. I probably won't head back out until tomorrow.
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I'm in the chapel. I think... I guess I'll head back towards the tunnels.
[She hesitates, and then continues, her voice a little unsteady.]
Did you see the obituary?
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[He wasn't fond of the idea of her traveling alone, especially considering the manner in which they had died, but at the moment, neither of them had very much choice.
Hesitation fills him as she speaks, as her voice becomes unsteady with the question.]
Yeah. [So many people were gone, so many people they knew, that they called their friends.] You gonna be okay?
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[She trails off, biting her lip for a moment. She just can't let her mind settle on those thoughts, not yet. She needs to figure out where she's going, and... Do something. She can't start crying now.]
I wish you were here.
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I wish I was there too.
[More than anything, he wishes he could be at her side, could look at her and tell her that it's alright, that everything is going to be fine.]
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I guess we screwed up, huh?
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Yeah. I guess we are.
[Even as he speaks his eyes are falling closed, trying to keep the more painful emotions from playing upon his face, not wanting to worry her or make things any worse than they are were.]
Tifa, I - I'm sorry, I should have tried harder to protect you.
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[She cuts herself off, swallowing to try to sound more steady.]
I should have protected you, too. I shouldn't have...
[Shouldn't have dragged him into it.]
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But they had fought together, at each other's sides. They had paid the same price, had suffered the same fate. They had kept their promise, to fight until the end, to do so together. No matter what.]
We made a promise. That neither of us would fight alone. I'm not breaking another one.
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[She shakes her head. She doesn't think he broke his last promise, either, but that's another argument she doesn't have the energy for.]
I really thought we could stop him.
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[If they hadn't been hindered by the limitations of this place, if he'd only had his enhancements, his sword, they likely would have fared far better. But thinking about what could have been, going over and over and over one particular scenario trying to ascertain what had went wrong and what could have been changed to guarantee a different outcome was nothing more than a waste of precious energy.]
What should we tell everyone?
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[She keeps catching on that dream of his she was in, and she exhales. She doesn't want this plastered all over the network. Just the thought of it makes her uncomfortable.]
I don't want to tell anyone.
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[It wasn't as if anyone had seen or heard anything. They could practically tell everyone what ever they chose and they wouldn't know any better.]
We got trapped in the tunnels.
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[There's another short pause.]
Cloud? Do you know if you... lost anything?
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There's a moment's hesitation, another deep intake of breath before he speaks.]
Yeah. I did.
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[She's repeating herself, but she can't help it. She's just going to be an anxious mess the whole day.]
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I'll be fine, Tifa. I just can't feel anything.
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You can't feel anything? Anything at all?
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Nothing. Not the tablet, not my gloves. Just the cold.
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[She bites her lip, shifting in place.]
I'm sorry, Cloud, I... Are you sure you're okay?
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I've been through worse. I'll be fine. I just - wish you were here.
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I know. I'll be there soon, okay? And... we can talk as much as you want. Everything will be alright.
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Sure you won't get tired of me?
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Of course not. I could never get tired of you.
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[Good to know he didn't lose that dorky sense of humor.]
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