... it's... cold...
[There is a hesitant, momentary pause, interrupted every so often by a shiver. The distant sound of splashes can be heard, most likely the sharks prowling about in the flooded areas, of which Tifa interrupts with a quiet shudder.]
... Cloud? Cloud, where are...
((ooc; helping--or trying to help--everyone out, Tifa hasn't
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