[Marlene turns her attention to Ann when she speaks, her orange eyes blinking wide at her as she approaches, slowly.
Tifa knows what she is—a manifestation of Marlene and nothing more—but it's hard to bring her fists back up, and even harder to order Ifrit to strike when the little girl's face begins to streak with tears as she cries.]
"She's not daddy! You told me he'd come home, Tifa!" [she reminds her, and Tifa looks over her shoulder to Ann, seeking assistance. Answers.]
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[Marlene turns her attention to Ann when she speaks, her orange eyes blinking wide at her as she approaches, slowly.
Tifa knows what she is—a manifestation of Marlene and nothing more—but it's hard to bring her fists back up, and even harder to order Ifrit to strike when the little girl's face begins to streak with tears as she cries.]
"She's not daddy! You told me he'd come home, Tifa!" [she reminds her, and Tifa looks over her shoulder to Ann, seeking assistance. Answers.]
Why is she here?