[she doesn't know that she deserves forgiveness that easily and she knows it's not Zack's to give even if she does. He's right though and her chin firms, brows coming down in a quiet stubbornness that might have been isolated mountain town bred as well. Now isn't the time to waste on doubting and she can't let it distract her from what's most important. Now. Right now. Cloud needs her and there's a job to do. Recriminations can come later... if there's a later... but right now it's only about what needs to be done for the future and the past will have to wait. Her hands come up and tighten on the fabric of Zack's sweater and maybe those are ragged, blood stiffened holes under her palms or maybe it's smooth, freshly cleaned wool ribbing, brand new and stiff from first time wear but it's a way to hold on to him no matter what its shifting feels like. Perhaps they're a strange team up or perhaps they're the most sensible one on the Planet, but they're together in this and it's for someone they both love more than their own lives. Zack seems to know what they're doing and where they're going and Tifa will follow his lead down into the very depths of the green if that's where he says they need to go.]
You're right. What matters is now. What do I have to do?
no subject
You're right. What matters is now. What do I have to do?