[His smile is reassuring, and it soothes the last of her nerves. Still, she's trying not to let herself get her hopes up. She doesn't want to be disappointed.]
[Talking about these things isn't easy, so she'll take whatever break she can get. If that means they're going to continue playing the silly fortune telling game, she'll go with it.]
You make her happy, too.
[Words are really hard, so she hesitates again. It's a little strange having the conversation over the network, and she really wishes they could just speak in person. Then again, that wouldn't make any of this simpler, would it?]
And... She really cares about you.
[He knows how she feels, but that's probably as close to a flat out admission as she's going to get.]
[There it is. There's the truth that he's known for so long put into actual words and spoken in her voice. There's something about the way those words hit his ears, something about the melodic way they repeat over and over within his mind that causes his heart to skip a beat before pounding rapid fire against his ribs.
There's a pause, the smallest hint of hesitation before he speaks again, matching her wish that they could be together, that this conversation wasn't taking place over the devices but in person.]
[Her breath catches at that, and she smiles, something uncertain and shy. It's exhilarating and nerve-wracking all at once, because if he does decide he wants to be with her... It's something she's always wanted but never thought she'd get, and a part of her is afraid of screwing it up somehow. Plus, as much as she's replayed ways to tell him about her feelings over and over again, she's never really thought past that. It just never seemed like a real possibility.]
[This definitely wasn't the way he'd pictured this conversation going. In fact, in all of the many paths he'd envisioned for how this sort of thing might come about, this was never even an option.]
Want to bet?
[Either way it goes it's going to be a win for both of them, so why not up the stakes just a little?]
[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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I'm sure. I just... want you to be happy.
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[It's a quiet admission, voice barely loud enough for the device to pick up.]
I do better when she's close to me.
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You make her happy, too.
[Words are really hard, so she hesitates again. It's a little strange having the conversation over the network, and she really wishes they could just speak in person. Then again, that wouldn't make any of this simpler, would it?]
And... She really cares about you.
[He knows how she feels, but that's probably as close to a flat out admission as she's going to get.]
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There's a pause, the smallest hint of hesitation before he speaks again, matching her wish that they could be together, that this conversation wasn't taking place over the devices but in person.]
Hope those powers of yours are right.
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I'm right this time.
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Want to bet?
[Either way it goes it's going to be a win for both of them, so why not up the stakes just a little?]
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Okay. What do you want to bet?
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I named the terms last time.
[It's your turn missy.]
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There are a million things she wants to ask for, but isn't brave enough to.]
Can I keep it a secret?
[She's half stalling and half trying to figure out what's safe to bet.]
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Pretty sure that's cheating.
[On one hand, what's the worse that she could ask for? And on the other, if he agrees, he's pretty much going to be at her mercy.
He's dense, but he's not that dense.]
If I win, I get to ask for something I want.
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Hmm. Are you going to ask for another secret?
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Not exactly.
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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.]
1/3
Oh shit.
Oh. Shit.
OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT.]
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PLEASE.
FOR THE LOVE OF SHIVA.
FIND. YOUR. CHILL.]
Spazzing complete
That went better than expected.]
Having some back up couldn't hurt.
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I guess not, but I think I'm going to win this time.
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So.
Him not rejecting her opened up the flood gates.
Is that what you're saying?
Because it sounds like you're saying this is all his fault.]
You sounds pretty sure of yourself. [She's totally going to win why is he even trying?] Know what you want when you do?
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Can I ask for the same thing?
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There's is no way this is entirely his fault.
It's at least 25% her fault, okay. At least.]
You don't need a bet for that.
[Two can play at this game.]
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Being sure doesn't hurt, right?
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Guess not. Looks like this is one bet I won't mind losing.
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Why would you bother betting if you think you're going to lose?
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