Lenne smiled sympathetically, reaching out to touch Tifa's arm lightly, unsure of how the gesture would be received. "You'll find a way. Maybe this restaurant of yours will give you an outlet? Or at the very least, a distraction," she grinned.

She wouldn't have even guessed at the guilt or jealousy that Tifa carried, but every woman had something like that, she would have thought. It seemed impossible to find a man who hadn't left a part of himself with another woman.

"Do you want to try another song? Maybe we could find a duet?" she laughed, hoping to lighten the mood, but completely sincere. She hoped that she didn't come across as uncaring, as she was more than willing to continue on the subject if Tifa wanted to, but the last thing she desired was to pry, or make her uncomfortable.