"Oh," Tifa realized. The young woman could not help but be amused by Soujirou's mannerisms. It was strange, to say the least, but he seemed relatively harmless.

...At the moment, anyway.

Gesturing in the general direction to Cid's shop, she smiled. "There's his shop." Looking up at the darkened sky, she looked back at him. "It's getting late; do you have a place to stay for the night?"

If he did, he'd better hurry, in her opinion, before it got too late.