[She hasn't seen anyone coughing up blood... or petals... yet, and it's only now when horror finally descends on her face. There's something very, very wrong about all of this. First the small coughs, then the fevers, and now...
This world just keeps getting worse.
Tifa reaches back for a napkin off the counter, offering it to Damien.]
Please go back home to rest...
[Her eyes remain fixed on the petals, still not quite sure how to address them besides more what.]
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This world just keeps getting worse.
Tifa reaches back for a napkin off the counter, offering it to Damien.]
Please go back home to rest...
[Her eyes remain fixed on the petals, still not quite sure how to address them besides more what.]