[Now, she's going to press extra hard, putting all of her vigour into her thumb pressing into her hand. Even the older men and women in Nibelheim didn't have aches like this one—Jill is certainly giving her a run for her money, which is... concerning, made all the more so when she explains further.
Really, it's turning into less of a pressure-point thing and more of a massage with the hope that it might help to ease some of the ache that's there...]
I'm sorry...
[What else is there to say to something like that, really? It isn't pity either... just raw empathy as Tifa's heart aches for this woman. Wanting to use magic or having to is one thing, but being forced into it is another...
Her motions stop, however, and her other hand comes to rest over Jill's in a silent word of comfort.]
Can't really say I know what that's like, and I'd say that we've always got a choice, but... [Now it's her turn to laugh quietly.] Started to wonder about that myself.
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Really, it's turning into less of a pressure-point thing and more of a massage with the hope that it might help to ease some of the ache that's there...]
I'm sorry...
[What else is there to say to something like that, really? It isn't pity either... just raw empathy as Tifa's heart aches for this woman. Wanting to use magic or having to is one thing, but being forced into it is another...
Her motions stop, however, and her other hand comes to rest over Jill's in a silent word of comfort.]
Can't really say I know what that's like, and I'd say that we've always got a choice, but... [Now it's her turn to laugh quietly.] Started to wonder about that myself.