[When he pulls back, Tifa brushes the hair out of his face, combing the strands back from over his right eye.]

Bet I still could've found a way.

[Her smile is as gentle as her voice. It's an attempt, albeit not a great one, to bring back some levity to their morning. Who knows, though. He could be right, or completely wrong, and neither of them would ever know. They'd come together under circumstances that allowed them both to confront their feelings in some way, and perhaps it could have ended differently if he hadn't accepted that he could open up, or if she hadn't realized that he had been the one always at her side.

Hell, one small change and it could have all fallen down a different path, but the one that they did take lead here, and that should be all that matters, right?]

I know how hard it is, looking back on all that, but... it really did make you into a better person.

[Even without this, without her, he could still open up to others, and that beats being alone.]

So you beat Foe, in the end, because of that?