[Tifa's demeanor shifts to something more sullen, her shoulders sinking and her gaze dropping when he talks about them being copies, or even straight up being removed from their original place... because neither is true for her.]

I dunno about that, [she says gently.] Seventh Heaven is neither.

[She wishes she had something to drink right about now... but if they're going to be sharing information about their homes versus what's here, then she should have been prepared to share this.]

The bar was destroyed before I got here, but now what's here is intact. All of it.

[Gesturing to the pinball machine, the lines of bottles across the bar, and even the tables.]