[Of course she was. It would feel safer that way, she can imagine.]

Well, I'll make up a bed for her at the end of mine if you think she'll sleep there, but...

[Tifa looks back at the kitten that's now just waltzed right back into the kitchen in search of more food, and mewls at them both when she comes across her very empty bowl, like she's forgotten that she just devoured the entire thing.

There's a long pause that follows.

... ]

If she doesn't... what do you think about staying?