[Well, that's one way to get down, and Tifa can't exactly fault him for that. His skills had always impressed her, and now he's just being a show-off, but it's still amusing to her anyway, even if it's a little dangerous... She would have caught him if he'd fallen.

She's laughing when his face is suddenly in front of hers, and it falls away, eyes going wide as she stands, frozen, hands out with fingers splayed across his chest as if stopping him from coming any closer. Quickly, Tifa takes a step back to give him room and looks out to the water, happy to go along with steering their focus elsewhere.]

I could go for just about anything right now. Maybe we can catch some and bring them back to the bar!

[Walking up to it, she examines the surface as it comes and goes in small waves, almost coming up to splash at her shoes. The spring is clear, and from the waterfall on the other side, there's a mist that coats it. The water is blue, like his eyes, and she can't help but stare, watching as her reflection ripples across it.

Eventually, she'll snap herself out of it and lower herself to kneel with her toes right at the edge.]

I've never been fishing before.