[ when he opens the door, tifa's reminded of a question he'd ask her during the game that she'd nearly completely forgotten about in light of their other heavier topics: am i your type? in the moment, it'd seemed quite ridiculous and practically offensive considering the state of their relationship, but standing here now, looking at him in a more casual attire outside of his traditional white coat, with the effortless way his blond hair falls over part of his face with the rest of it eased back β he is handsome, and certainly in the kind of way in which, were it not for their history, this very well could have been some kind of date she'd been looking forward to.
instead, her shoulders remain tense, fingers threaded together in front of her, as her eyes draw onto the dog-beast that had been warned to be at his side, her nerves sharp until her gaze falls upon the knit add-on of the collar, gentler in its appearance than she would have expected. ]
Mister President.
[ she gives a casual nod of her head as she keeps her back straight, stepping in slowly into the suite, already a bit unnerved by the decor that reminds her just how much she doesn't belong here, while simultaneously recognizing how much he does. rather than focus on it, however, she turns, gesturing with her head to darkstar. ]
Didn't expect that to be in your tastes. [ referring to the handmade accessory around her collar, of course. ] Crocheting isn't your side hobby, is it?
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instead, her shoulders remain tense, fingers threaded together in front of her, as her eyes draw onto the dog-beast that had been warned to be at his side, her nerves sharp until her gaze falls upon the knit add-on of the collar, gentler in its appearance than she would have expected. ]
Mister President.
[ she gives a casual nod of her head as she keeps her back straight, stepping in slowly into the suite, already a bit unnerved by the decor that reminds her just how much she doesn't belong here, while simultaneously recognizing how much he does. rather than focus on it, however, she turns, gesturing with her head to darkstar. ]
Didn't expect that to be in your tastes. [ referring to the handmade accessory around her collar, of course. ] Crocheting isn't your side hobby, is it?