It is. [he glances over at her, then back to the not-mall, spread out in front of them] And not yet. [if she hadn't noticed, he really hasn't gotten that far, a little hung up on how jarring the combo of school and mall is, right off the bat]
[rather than say that, though he glances at her again, squinting, and then:] You're one of Tifa's friends, aren't you? [he remembers her, thinks he remembers her from the end of the memory he got from Tifa. it's a little fuzzy, now, like a memory of something that happened to him when he was younger, the details less razor sharp, but still. he's still likely to respond more favorably to her, for that very reason]
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[rather than say that, though he glances at her again, squinting, and then:] You're one of Tifa's friends, aren't you? [he remembers her, thinks he remembers her from the end of the memory he got from Tifa. it's a little fuzzy, now, like a memory of something that happened to him when he was younger, the details less razor sharp, but still. he's still likely to respond more favorably to her, for that very reason]