[Tifa can sense some of the heaviness, having worn some of it herself for a long time, and the way that he continues the thought tells her that this might not be as light a topic as she had hoped. Something as small as remembering their pets shouldn't carry this kind of weight, but perhaps he's suffered in some of the same ways that she has...?]
No wonder.
[She chooses not to press on the sudden shift, instead nodding as she takes a quiet sip of her coffee, relishing in its warmth and allowing it to chase away any memories of the past that the cat's drudged up.
It reminds her that she has one perched on her lap still, purring while it watches her, so she gives it a pat on the head.]
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No wonder.
[She chooses not to press on the sudden shift, instead nodding as she takes a quiet sip of her coffee, relishing in its warmth and allowing it to chase away any memories of the past that the cat's drudged up.
It reminds her that she has one perched on her lap still, purring while it watches her, so she gives it a pat on the head.]
What was its name?