[Tifa takes a step closer in turn, her feet in the water now, and with her hand outstretched, the horse nudges its mouth into her palm to gobble down the pumpkin, the force of it sending her reeling backwards an inch or two in surprise—]
Whoa! A little excited, are we?
[—until she bumps into Eustace. Its gaze turns on him this time, and it snorts an exhale. Well?!? Is he going to reach in and give him a treat, too!?
Meanwhile, here comes that white-scaled one that she'd gestured to earlier, and a smaller, curious one...]
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Whoa! A little excited, are we?
[—until she bumps into Eustace. Its gaze turns on him this time, and it snorts an exhale. Well?!? Is he going to reach in and give him a treat, too!?
Meanwhile, here comes that white-scaled one that she'd gestured to earlier, and a smaller, curious one...]