[Tifa's glance at the girl is a little more firm, but she watches Eustace work the eggs into the foam, and when he sets it down, she gives it a light poke with a spoon to test its cloudiness and fluffiness... perfect.
And when he asks—]
Don't need to ask me twice.
[She lifts her hand to it and applies another flame, allowing it to toast the top of the foam nicely until it's torched, the drizzle leaks into it, and it caramelizes.
And here comes that girl, already reaching her hand out to him for it so eagerly that Tifa has half a mind to bat it away.]
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And when he asks—]
Don't need to ask me twice.
[She lifts her hand to it and applies another flame, allowing it to toast the top of the foam nicely until it's torched, the drizzle leaks into it, and it caramelizes.
And here comes that girl, already reaching her hand out to him for it so eagerly that Tifa has half a mind to bat it away.]