[How in the world do people wear these things? She hasn't even gotten her own on and she's already feeling like she can't breathe just by looking at Zack, and a little guilty, but they've come this far, and she was never one to turn around from a challenge. She doesn't think Zack is the type either. Even if said challenge involved... well, her pinning him with her foot on his back while she pulled as hard as she could on the drawstrings of a corset.

...

There really is a first for everything in this world, isn't there?

A moment goes by where Tifa's distracted by the thought, so when he calls for her to pull, she snaps out of it and tugs. Hard.]

You've...got...quite the chest...

[An idle thought voiced out loud through clenched teeth as she tries to loop it through the final holes—]

You're sure you're sucking it in as much as you can? We're so close. Just a little more and I should be able to secure it.