[ She stops just in front of Tifa, pink dress and all, vivid and real -- as real as it gets in a dream, anyway. But despite her initial smile, confusion and doubt sneaks over her face again and she turns her head, taking in the state of the church before looking at her friend again. ]
Mm ... Tifa, what happened? What's going on? This isn't right.
my s's mysteriously vanished in that last sentence.
Mm ... Tifa, what happened? What's going on? This isn't right.