(The arms wrap around him and he freezes in response, almost like she had turned off a very aggressive switch by this straightforward display of affection. It does take him a second or two to properly process it though, and it's only when his gaze falls to the gloved hands that he recognizes who is embracing him.
Tifa. They might have missed one another as he looked for her, perhaps at the same time she was looking for him. His hand, bandaged instead of gloved, falls to hers in a caress to the back of it.
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Tifa. They might have missed one another as he looked for her, perhaps at the same time she was looking for him. His hand, bandaged instead of gloved, falls to hers in a caress to the back of it.
He takes a deep breath.)
I'm sorry for disappearing.