[Cloud seriously needs to learn a bit about the bro code. Or about not being a tattletale. Or super lame.]
Because! You two have such obvious chemistry! I wanted to see if there was really something going on there. And you have to admit, you weren't exactly truthful during our game of truth or dare.
[WHICH--]
Don't claim you were! I'm a professional bullshitter, I can tell these sort of things!
[What. If there was any way of getting her to deescalate, he just blew it. Her voice was low and angry before to keep her group from hearing, but she's raising it now.]
That's not the point and you know it! You're so-- [She cuts herself off briefly, struggling to find the word.] --disgusting. What makes you think you can talk about anyone that way? "It's a waste", are you...
[Again she stops, letting out a frustrated noise.]
[She completely ignores the compliment, and his lame attempt to blame this on being a guy.]
Does anything you say ever mean something? Or do you just--
[She exhales, a sharp, irritated noise. She'd been beginning to think that he just said awful things that he didn't mean, but all of the irritating conversations they've had stacked up against the few nice ones is making her think it's the other way around.]
I don't even know why I'm bothering! You don't actually care about any of this, do you?
I don't think about the things I say I just say them. I mean, sometimes I think about it, because I'm not a goddamn robot of witticism, but the point is I open my mouth and the first thing I think of just comes flying out. Jesus, I wasn't trying to cause any harm!
[He takes a deep breath, trying to actually mull this over, for once.]
Would it help if I said I was sorry? For...objectifying you, and butting into your personal business, and being all-around inappropriate? I mean it, I'm sorry, alright!
[She's silent for a long moment after he's done talking, trying to mull this over, herself. It sounds like a genuine apology--he's listing everything he's done wrong rather than just saying "sorry" to get her to stop yelling. And honestly, she's surprised he's apologizing at all, especially sincerely.
Tifa exhales slowly, biting her lip on her side of the tablet.]
It helps.
[Her voice is quieter now, something hesitant and uncertain in it.]
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[She cuts herself off, largely because she doesn't even know how to describe how he is.]
Why would you ask him something like that?
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Because! You two have such obvious chemistry! I wanted to see if there was really something going on there. And you have to admit, you weren't exactly truthful during our game of truth or dare.
[WHICH--]
Don't claim you were! I'm a professional bullshitter, I can tell these sort of things!
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That's not the point and you know it! You're so-- [She cuts herself off briefly, struggling to find the word.] --disgusting. What makes you think you can talk about anyone that way? "It's a waste", are you...
[Again she stops, letting out a frustrated noise.]
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[He mutters a curse under his breath. She's yelling at him! It's scary!]
I'm a guy, alright? I have a lot of testosterone and I think about sex a lot and I think you're beautiful--is that a crime?
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Does anything you say ever mean something? Or do you just--
[She exhales, a sharp, irritated noise. She'd been beginning to think that he just said awful things that he didn't mean, but all of the irritating conversations they've had stacked up against the few nice ones is making her think it's the other way around.]
I don't even know why I'm bothering! You don't actually care about any of this, do you?
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Of course I mean some of the things I say! Listen to yourself! You honestly think I breeze my way through life being a dickhead 24/7?
[It's more like...20/7. Or maybe 22/7. But the point is, there are moments! When he is serious!]
What in the world makes you think that I don't care?
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Almost everything! You wouldn't have talked about me like that otherwise!
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[Oh my god what is this what is happening he wasn't prepared for a verbal smackdown tonight.]
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Why? How is it automatic?
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[He takes a deep breath, trying to actually mull this over, for once.]
Would it help if I said I was sorry? For...objectifying you, and butting into your personal business, and being all-around inappropriate? I mean it, I'm sorry, alright!
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Tifa exhales slowly, biting her lip on her side of the tablet.]
It helps.
[Her voice is quieter now, something hesitant and uncertain in it.]
You won't do it again, right?
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[Nathan's whole body seems to deflate. He feels winded, all of a sudden.]
But I'll make a conscious effort. Sorted?
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...Thanks.