[Cloud follows right behind her, of course, like she'd expected he would, and it's a relief. Putting an actual barrier between the two of them is a far safer bet than just pulling them apart, Tifa thinks.
Tifa is shocked, though, when Royce tries to pull out of her hold so instinctively and intensely. He manages to yank his arm away, and she tenses, for half a second not sure what he's going to do—but then she realizes that he just wanted her off, and she relaxes again. She glances back over at Sora, just to make sure he's not going to try to duck out from behind Cloud, and then back at Royce, just in time to see that pained look, and. Well. Not at all what she was expecting. She blinks, searching his face for a second, then exhales and turns back to Sora.]
Did he?
[Another glance at Royce—this time much more questioning. DID YOU, ROYCE?]
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Tifa is shocked, though, when Royce tries to pull out of her hold so instinctively and intensely. He manages to yank his arm away, and she tenses, for half a second not sure what he's going to do—but then she realizes that he just wanted her off, and she relaxes again. She glances back over at Sora, just to make sure he's not going to try to duck out from behind Cloud, and then back at Royce, just in time to see that pained look, and. Well. Not at all what she was expecting. She blinks, searching his face for a second, then exhales and turns back to Sora.]
Did he?
[Another glance at Royce—this time much more questioning. DID YOU, ROYCE?]