[ Everything reminded her of that night. So often, when she was working her way out of medical debt, she wondered if Cloud would show up. It was an impossible, romanticized dream, but Tifa never stopped thinking about the night in a small town when she made him promise to be her hero. He's fulfilled that promise, time and time again, but there was so much that happened between now and then. They were different people.
But the promise stays in her heart. ]
The stars?
[ Are they the catalyst for the memory? ]
They're more like Nibelheim here.
[ With a cock of her head, Tifa tries to smile, but it fails. ]
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But the promise stays in her heart. ]
The stars?
[ Are they the catalyst for the memory? ]
They're more like Nibelheim here.
[ With a cock of her head, Tifa tries to smile, but it fails. ]
Can I get a second promise?