Tifa feels her cheeks go warm when he lowers his head for her, her eyes going wide as she stares up at him in frozen disbelief...
She does press the towel to his other cheek with a little more force than is probably necessary because she can see that she's squishing it, but she pauses as she discards the dirty towel and starts to unfold another.]
Ah... let's sit down first, shall we?
[If they are going to do this, then at least let her do it properly? But fortunately, there are some chairs set aside for contestants who wish to rest after their long journey to the top.]
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Tifa feels her cheeks go warm when he lowers his head for her, her eyes going wide as she stares up at him in frozen disbelief...
She does press the towel to his other cheek with a little more force than is probably necessary because she can see that she's squishing it, but she pauses as she discards the dirty towel and starts to unfold another.]
Ah... let's sit down first, shall we?
[If they are going to do this, then at least let her do it properly? But fortunately, there are some chairs set aside for contestants who wish to rest after their long journey to the top.]