[While she does trust Aerith's word and it does offer some mild reassurance, Tifa knows better than to sit back and relax. Sephiroth had been the entire reason she had lost everything—her home, her family—and why she spent the latter half of her teenage life fending for herself, working as much as her skin and boned body would let her until she could stand on her own two feet again. He's the reason she joined Avalanche at all.
Something vengeful roars in Tifa's chest, and she almost wants to run off now to find him—warn him that she knows he's here—but she forces herself to look at Aerith, really look at her, to remind herself that she needs to stay grounded and calm. Seeking him out just to antagonize him would do them all more harm than good, she thinks...]
I, uh... Not too well.
[That much is true. While Tifa did spend some time with him in Nibelheim, she realized she knew nothing about the War Hero. That, and... Something else about what Aerith's said struck Tifa. She hadn't met him before coming here? Then that would mean...
She shakes her head. Now wouldn't be the best time to talk about it all; about whether Aerith knows less than Tifa originally thought she would, and about what happened back in Midgar. That, and Tifa doesn't think she's ready to dive into Nibelheim while she's still working to piece those memories together herself.
It won't take a genius to figure out that she does indeed know more than she's letting on, she knows that, but... she hopes Aerith understands.]
Just... Promise me you'll stay as far away from him as possible, okay?
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Something vengeful roars in Tifa's chest, and she almost wants to run off now to find him—warn him that she knows he's here—but she forces herself to look at Aerith, really look at her, to remind herself that she needs to stay grounded and calm. Seeking him out just to antagonize him would do them all more harm than good, she thinks...]
I, uh... Not too well.
[That much is true. While Tifa did spend some time with him in Nibelheim, she realized she knew nothing about the War Hero. That, and... Something else about what Aerith's said struck Tifa. She hadn't met him before coming here? Then that would mean...
She shakes her head. Now wouldn't be the best time to talk about it all; about whether Aerith knows less than Tifa originally thought she would, and about what happened back in Midgar. That, and Tifa doesn't think she's ready to dive into Nibelheim while she's still working to piece those memories together herself.
It won't take a genius to figure out that she does indeed know more than she's letting on, she knows that, but... she hopes Aerith understands.]
Just... Promise me you'll stay as far away from him as possible, okay?