Can't imagine there'd be anything to be this mad about... that we can't go home.

[Tifa gives a breathy laugh, albeit a touch sad.

He's probably right, though—it seems a bit odd to think that they would be doing this without a good enough reason, in their eyes. Going up against this many people desperate to get back alive is writing a death wish.

She gives a quiet groan when she pushes herself up to her feet.]

We should get you somewhere safe. Shouldn't stick around here too long.