Tifa! [ Thank goodness. Aerith breathes a big, shaky sigh of relief as the other woman grabs her, reaching out her own arms to clutch at Tifa in return. ] Did you see them? I was just running from...

[ Their orange-eyed doubles. She swallows, feeling the pinpricks of fear again in the pit of her stomach for a moment before she's able to shake it off a bit. ]

...There's something down here, and it can take any shape, I think. [ She's assuming that this Tifa is the real deal as she doesn't have the glowing, hateful eyes, but...it'd be pretty terrible if she turned out to be wrong. ] They have these weird eyes, and they keep trying to get closer, and closer...

[ Gods only know what would happen if they succeeded, and she hasn't been close enough to find out (yet). ]