[Tifa slips up to sit on the counter, making it easier for her to lean in and be a little nosy about the journal, watching him in silence as he flips through its pages.]
Your eyes'll learn to adjust.
[Hers have, if it's any consolation. It took a while, but they've learned to adapt in some ways.]
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Your eyes'll learn to adjust.
[Hers have, if it's any consolation. It took a while, but they've learned to adapt in some ways.]
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