[Well, it is a grand secret. Tifa hasn't exactly been coming home much as of late or has shown up in the mornings wearing the same clothes that she wore the night before... Granted, if anyone had been paying attention, they might have been able to piece it together, but she's been very careful to not be noticed.

Of course, all of Aerith's guesses draw an embarrassing snort of laughter out of her that she drowns in some cheese, pausing to chew for a bit of a dramatic effect and suspense, but also to find the right words to describe him. Only to realize... there are no words to properly describe someone like Eustace, who reminds her so much of Cloud... but it feels silly to make that comparison now.]

I don't think you know him, but... uh...

[God, this is... becoming harder than she thought it would be. This should have been so easy—Aerith is her best friend! Or maybe that's why it's so difficult. Of all of the people in any world, she seeks her approval the most.]

You don't know a Eustace, do you? Little bit aloof, lone wolf type... [She raises her hands to her head to mimic a pair of ears, and the colour in her cheeks darkens.] Has a set of wolf ears...

[This seems like the easiest place to start. If she does know him, then great! If not, then... well, at least she has a few more seconds of leeway.]