005 ♦ voice/action
[And Tifa is down at Seventh Heaven, scrubbing some glasses furiously. Technically, she doesn't have to work right now, but it's helping more than sitting around and doing nothing.] He's gone. Denzel... [Her journal is laying open on the counter, forgotten for the moment, but it still picks up the murmured words.]
At least- at least he's back home now. But... [There's some clinking as she reaches to get more glasses. She might be cleaning for a while, so- feel free to bother her.]
At least- at least he's back home now. But... [There's some clinking as she reaches to get more glasses. She might be cleaning for a while, so- feel free to bother her.]