[It's a little strange to hear him define her so accurately. So pointedly. But there's nothing false about that statement. She is at her best when she's taking care of others. Maybe it's a little more than that. She can't simplify the feelings of being around Tifa and Nanaki to just taking care of them.

She sinks down just a touch more, releasing her hold on her glass to set it down in favour of taking his hand instead. That is more comforting to her than a drink, she decides.]

Right. It's not just me who knew them. It's not like I forget it. It's just different.

[Now she's lost Tifa for the second time. It was hard enough the first. Back then, she'd simply tried her best to shrug it off. But having them both, letting them live with her, and now every time she hears Clover cry... a part of her feels like crying too.]

I'm glad they got to go back home. I'm sure that's where they wanted to be.