[There is no saving them. Down they go, Tifa's hands splayed right across his chest in an effort for balance, but it serves no purpose whatsoever as they both fall right into the water, submerging most of themselves in the pool.
With her face buried against his chest between her hands, she lifts her face just enough to check on him as they half-lay against the ridge around the edge, water trickling from her hair over her cheeks and from her lashes.]
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With her face buried against his chest between her hands, she lifts her face just enough to check on him as they half-lay against the ridge around the edge, water trickling from her hair over her cheeks and from her lashes.]
Sorry. I wasn't watching—