[Tifa can sympathize with that, and it shows across her expression. Although hers isn't so much a falling out as much as it is just not being able to stop thinking about the fact that her and her dear friend haven't spoken since she got here. That is neither here nor there, but it does bring a dose of her own sadness into her frown.
She raises her tea to her lips, puffing some air on it, before she tries a sip. Still too hot.]
That's no good... You wanna talk about it?
["What happened" doesn't feel like the right kind of question here. If Mitsuru wants to talk about it, then she's here to listen, but she isn't going to pry and poke for more information than she's ready to share.]
no subject
She raises her tea to her lips, puffing some air on it, before she tries a sip. Still too hot.]
That's no good... You wanna talk about it?
["What happened" doesn't feel like the right kind of question here. If Mitsuru wants to talk about it, then she's here to listen, but she isn't going to pry and poke for more information than she's ready to share.]