[ She always bounces back quick, of course; she's Tifa. ...Even as a frog. She also thinks entirely too far ahead, though - even if she did find herself in a state of absolute starvation within the ensuing latter half of the gondola ride around the park, there aren't any flies buzzing around the confined space. With the only food to hand consisting of the dry rations in their packs, she's probably safe. Or, safe enough, given the problems inherent in no longer having teeth and also the tongue thing.
But, again, that's the infinite future, and Cloud's pretty sure this whole dilemma will solve itself long before any real issues arise. Weird little side-stories like this always tend to wrap themselves up neatly enough, at any rate. ]
Up?
[ Getting the hang of this, all right. He lifts his hand father up - with distinctly more care than before. He doesn't know if frogs can throw up, but he doesn't really want to know, either, and he sure as heck doesn't want it all over his glove anyway.
He might be a little bit proud of himself for figuring this out as fast as he did, but, hey, frog charades definitely aren't in the SOLDIER manual. ]
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But, again, that's the infinite future, and Cloud's pretty sure this whole dilemma will solve itself long before any real issues arise. Weird little side-stories like this always tend to wrap themselves up neatly enough, at any rate. ]
Up?
[ Getting the hang of this, all right. He lifts his hand father up - with distinctly more care than before. He doesn't know if frogs can throw up, but he doesn't really want to know, either, and he sure as heck doesn't want it all over his glove anyway.
He might be a little bit proud of himself for figuring this out as fast as he did, but, hey, frog charades definitely aren't in the SOLDIER manual. ]