Adam entered the teashop, tugging on his shirt sleeve nervously. He always felt awkward in the Rivelatan clothes, but he couldn't very well walk around in the same pair of clothes everyday, now could he? He felt awkward.
Nonetheless, he came here to help Tifa and Adam knew that she needed help. He hadn't been paying attention to the journals much lately, trying to work more at odd jobs to pay his rent, but he hadn't missed the blood splatters. It always irked him everytime. And he also felt guilty, like he could have done something to help those who had been in need.
Adam shook his head and looked around, it wasn't long before he spotted her and made his way over.
"Hey," he said softly, taking a seat across from her. "How're you doing?"
Tifa smiled faintly at Adam and shook her head. She wasn't entirely sure what to say.
"I'm...doing a bit better. The blood in the journals shook me up, but..." Tifa trailed off and fiddled with her teacup, taking a deep breath.
"My children disappeared. Well they weren't mine, but I was--I was taking care of them. Marlene and Denzel. I was supposed to be watching them, and they...they're gone."
She swiped at her eyes with a napkin for a moment and glanced off to the side. "I know it happens here, but...it just...it really bothers me. What kind of place sends children here and then just...takes them away?"
Adam closed his eyes with a small sigh. "I'm sorry."
When he opened them, he gave her a small smile. "I'm sure... I'm sure they're alright though. Maybe they went back home? The same way they were brought here? I mean, they just disappeared, right?"
"They did, but..." Tifa fiddled with her shirt sleeve, her expression pensive. "I don't know. It's different when it's someone close to you, you know? And there's no way of knowing where they are...it's just awful to think about."
Tifa sighed and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "What if they don't go home?"
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Nonetheless, he came here to help Tifa and Adam knew that she needed help. He hadn't been paying attention to the journals much lately, trying to work more at odd jobs to pay his rent, but he hadn't missed the blood splatters. It always irked him everytime. And he also felt guilty, like he could have done something to help those who had been in need.
Adam shook his head and looked around, it wasn't long before he spotted her and made his way over.
"Hey," he said softly, taking a seat across from her. "How're you doing?"
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"I'm...doing a bit better. The blood in the journals shook me up, but..." Tifa trailed off and fiddled with her teacup, taking a deep breath.
"My children disappeared. Well they weren't mine, but I was--I was taking care of them. Marlene and Denzel. I was supposed to be watching them, and they...they're gone."
She swiped at her eyes with a napkin for a moment and glanced off to the side. "I know it happens here, but...it just...it really bothers me. What kind of place sends children here and then just...takes them away?"
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When he opened them, he gave her a small smile. "I'm sure... I'm sure they're alright though. Maybe they went back home? The same way they were brought here? I mean, they just disappeared, right?"
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Tifa sighed and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "What if they don't go home?"
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