[Tifa is already busy brushing away some of the dust on the desk, shifting and moving the blank pieces of paper to make room for her to work, and then putting it all back into place before, as if it had a place to begin with.

She peers up at Aerith just as she slides the chair back.]

Besides the green gunk in every room? Not really.

[New discoveries about this place, not quite. About herself? Well... It does make her curious.]

How about you? That church... how d'you feel about it showing up all of a sudden?

[She knows now that it's an important place to Aerith, just as Seventh Heaven meant a lot to Tifa and she can only pray that her friend is holding up better than she is.]