[ Poor Tifa - it's been a long time since they've been in Norfinbury, so it takes a bit for Royce to remember she's a hugger. She comes right up to him and drags him into a hug, and the people in the room all gasp. They're expecting some sort of bloody retribution, but Royce sort of just stiffens up, and snaps out a quick command in elvish to the tall, stoic guards already making their way over to yank Tifa off him.
There's a pause, and then Royce rests a hand on her arm. A beat, and then, soft, with a smile he hides: ] Hello, Tifa.
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There's a pause, and then Royce rests a hand on her arm. A beat, and then, soft, with a smile he hides: ] Hello, Tifa.
[ He missed her! Not that he'll say. ]