[Aerith adjusts how she sits on the couch, crossing her legs and after a long reach, she takes her cocoa into hand and simply holds it. Tifa could ask her any number of things, truthfully and as such, she isn't sure what she ought to be prepared for. Could be something about home. Could be something about what Aerith knows and ought not to know. It's difficult to say.

The trepidation is not one-sided by any means. But it ends relatively quickly. Tifa makes mention of Cloud and Aerith finds herself sitting up just a tad straighter.]

Hm...

[Her head tilts thoughtfully.]

Has he made contact with you at all since you've been here? I saw him a little bit ago when he was sick because you know how he is. Not taking care of himself. So I made him some soup and brought it to his place. If there's anyone worth worrying about, it'd definitely be him.