(Huh? He can see it, Tifa. There's warmth and endearment in her words, expressions, and the smile that she's fighting to keep from showing. Not that he hadn't noticed before, of course, but this confirms the suspicion further. Ren rests his cheek on his knuckles, legs crossing as he shows her a delighted beam. They're cute.)
I wish you two the best of luck.
(Ah, his curiosity speaks louder and he finally asks:)
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I wish you two the best of luck.
(Ah, his curiosity speaks louder and he finally asks:)
What's the deal with the two of you, anyway?