Tifa missed Aerith's unyielding optimism; where did she find the strength, even beyond death, to keep on a sincere and genuine smile? Tifa had to laugh at herself, being almost as moody as Cloud usually was. With a nod, Tifa's smile this time was genuine. "You're right; I'm totally for that, Aerith." She was growing a bit more enthusiastic. It's as if Aerith's confidence was contagious enough to infect Tifa as well.

Returning the hug, Tifa looked around. "Have you found a place to stay with yet, Aerith? I have extra rooms upstairs, if you'd like."