[Tifa tucks the bracer under her arm and carefully selects one of the shells—a white one with a slightly pearly coating on its exterior and she holds it up to the light, watching as it shines under it.]
They're pretty. But you should keep one.
[As her hand closes around the one she has to indicate that she wants this one.]
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They're pretty. But you should keep one.
[As her hand closes around the one she has to indicate that she wants this one.]