[ It's a good thing that Royce doesn't look over, because Alfie gently adjusting Emily's hat might have actually sent him to an early grave. The very quiet song is just enough, in the silent house, to make Royce feel like his heart is being ripped out of his chest. He gives up on trying to breathe correctly and just pulls Tifa a little closer.
He doesn't know if he can look at Emily before they leave. He will. He has to, he just. She's so small. He never knew that he could feel anything like this for anybody, not after Gwen, but here he is.
They have to keep going. Keep moving. Whether the girls come back or not. ]
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He doesn't know if he can look at Emily before they leave. He will. He has to, he just. She's so small. He never knew that he could feel anything like this for anybody, not after Gwen, but here he is.
They have to keep going. Keep moving. Whether the girls come back or not. ]