[ The response was as expected and even if it sounded like forgiveness, the heavy air outside of the castle spoke volumes towards the opposite. He wasn't expecting anything right away, not after all that had happened, but at least the initiation was there.

There may not be a way he feels like he can make it up to her... but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try.

Her openness to continue a conversation emboldens him enough to take a step forward, meeting Tifa at the edge of the balcony. He keeps his distance, resting his forearms against the structure and doesn't meet her gaze. Instead he'll look outward to finally taken in the view from outside since arriving.

Should he tell her about what happened? Would that make anything better? He wasn't too sure... ]

You went to Midgar? [ There was the small opening he needed. The one small diversion to help the conversation along. That's where he was trying to head, too. He was almost there, in fact, before being carted off into this strange world. Would he have met her there?

Perhaps they would be having the same conversation they were having now. ] Funny, I was doing the same thing. How long have you been here- er, were there?

[ He's slowly trying to poke at the barrier around Tifa, trying to help her open up more. Zack always found himself being more relaxed the more he talked and this was certainly no exception. ]

I may not pay attention all the time but I'm pretty sure I've never seen Midgar look like this. Unless one of the sectors got a fancy upgrade.