ღ seventh heart. ( locked to sephiroth, aerith. text. )

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[In the wee hours of the morning, Tifa begins to write. The words are slow in coming, but clear.]

Sephiroth. We need to talk. I have to clear up some things.

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I am being rational. When I return home, they will provide me with no feedback or support if I find myself in a difficult situation. We have no reason to believe that this experience is genuine.

[Knowing that Zack is dead has put her in a poor mood, for various reasons. She does not ordinarily jump to conclusions, but it reinforces her already present worry that Angeal is going to die. She can only hope that their worlds will diverge further, or that Tifa is lying.] I am glad that he did.

Very well, if that is all you have to say.