[He nods--and then, to make sure they have the same person:] A woman with long brown hair, brownish eyes, who fights with her bare hands and feet--that is the Tifa I knew.
[He lets out breath, not strong enough to be a sigh. There's emotion in it he cannot mask, and that the other might pick up on.] Thank you. ...Is she well? How might I speak with her?
You know Tifa-san?
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[He nods--and then, to make sure they have the same person:] A woman with long brown hair, brownish eyes, who fights with her bare hands and feet--that is the Tifa I knew.
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[This is the truth, but it is not technically an answer to his question.]
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[ actually, that makes no sense to him. ]
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