Sanzo was already shaking his head. He wasn't going anywhere with this woman: he didn't know Tifa, and despite her seemingly gentle nature, he wasn't about to follow her all over the place just based on that assessement alone. While the monk rarely trusted anyone, well...he didn't distrust his own group.

And all things considered, that was rather gracious of him.

"Some other time," Sanzo said. The maybe was unspoken. "Who is this friend of yours?"

If he wasn't able to find anything on his own, perhaps he would try this source. Perhaps.