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[ She feels a little bashful when Tifa giggles at her, but of course, Ori knows that it's meant as an endearing soft of laugh. The word "photo" doesn't do much more to illuminate the concept for Ori, but she doesn't want to annoy Tifa by asking a billion questions, so ultimately she just nods along. "Picture" is at least a good start, and Ori has a vague idea of it some kind of visual thing! ]

Oh... That sounds interesting! Is it like making a painting...?

[ But, yes, it might be easier to understand when demonstrated. Fortunately for everyone involved, there seems to be a bloke nearby taking photos— not of the two of them, mind, but of the various floral sceneries around the festival. At least they seem friendly enough! ]

[Ori needs to ask more questions! There are so many things that she's missed out on that Tifa wants to make sure she gets to experience them all at least once, even if it's only through words and not show.]

Yeah, sort of like that!

[Tifa points to the man nearby with the camera—the very same one that had stopped her for photos earlier—and he seems preoccupied with one of the trees and its blossoms to even notice that they're there.]

I bet if we ask him nicely, he'll take a few for us.

[Time to float over there and say hello!]

[ Ori follows the line of Tifa's finger and finds a man who appears to be scrutinizing the scenery with a gadget in hand - that must be the "camera" - and the recognition lights up on her face. ]

Oh! Then, let's go. I'm really good at asking nicely.

[ Some may even argue that she is too good at asking nicely, in that she's basically a doormat.

Ori wills them to float on over, cumulus mount and all, towards the man taking photographs. Once they're within a respectable, conversational distance, the tiefling speaks up: ]

H... Hello! [ come on, Ori, you said you were good at this. ] Is that a, um... "camera"? Would it be okay to ask for a few "photos" of my friend and I?

[From beside her, Tifa sets an encouraging hand on her shoulder, nodding along as she sounds unsure about the terminology, but the man practically lights up when he lowers his camera from his eyes to see who it is.

"Why, the flower king and queen in the same place!? Asking me... for photos?"

He looks around, like he thinks this is some kind of elaborate prank, but he blushes when Tifa nods.

"Yes, of course! I would be honoured to photograph the two of you together! Would you like to pose for me?"]

What do you think? Wanna take a few fun pictures to remember today?

[Not that she'll be forgetting anytime soon, but... it could be fun.]

P—Pose?

[ Oh, so it really is like having a painting done of you. But the only sort of artwork that's ever had Ori's face on it was a wanted poster, so she's really out of her depth.

Still... she'll try, because things don't feel quite as scary with Tifa around. And having something to remember this time by is a wonderful idea. ]

I would love to but, um— you'll have to help me a bit, Tifa. I'm not sure how a fun picture would look...

["I have enough to take a few pictures of you two!"

The photographer seems into this as well which is great, so she gestures for Ori to get off the cloud as she, too, floats down, her own feet not quite touching the ground when she does. She's still not used to the floating thing, so give her a moment to find her bearings again...!]

How about... back to back like this?

[With a wide grin and a long string of giggles, she shapes her fingers into guns and turns so that her back is facing Ori.]

I always see this on spy movie covers.

[ At Tifa’s prompting, Ori carefully dismounts from her floating cloud, seemingly floating down from it, herself - although that’s likely to be more of an effect of how poofy her dress is than anything else. She watches Tifa assume a pose that Ori has never quite seen before, and she also doesn't know what a "movie" is, but she turns to try and emulate the same pose in earnest. Being actually back-to-back is difficult given the silhouettes of their respective outfits, but the intent is there!

She steeples her fingers in the same way as she looks over her shoulder, back at Tifa, and says, ]

Is this right...?

Perfect.

[Tifa's only giggling through the whole thing, even when she bumps her back into Ori's and the feathers rustle a bit. It takes some readjusting but they'll get it, and when they're finally in place, the photographer snaps the picture. Immediately, the camera spits out a little polaroid, and he raises it for a second. For this one, Tifa simply flings her arms around Ori and pulls her into a hug—as best as she can with their costumes, so the feathers on her arms may drape a little awkwardly, but it gets the point across.

And out comes the second one that the photographer offers to the both of them.

"Can't make copies, so thought you both might want one."

And although it will take a few minutes for the photos themselves to form, he thanks them both and wanders away to go back to his photos of the flowers. Tifa turns to Ori.]

So, this is what I mean. See?

[Slowly, they'll be able to make out the outlines of them on the photos as they begin to take shape.]

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