[Though it's quiet and more breath than anything else, Tifa does laugh a little at his observation of this world. It's nothing like Midgar. The sky, speckled with stars, stretches as far as her eyes can see, beyond what she's capable of even imagining. She's seen the sea, the clouds, and even other worlds that she would never have been able to experience because of this place. Things that she missed out on while she was stuck underneath the plate in the City of Mako.

This world truly is beautiful in every sense of the word... which is why she's hesitant to let her thoughts get dragged back into that other place. One that she still often thinks about, but not so strongly anymore.

It feels so far away...]

Five years.

[She finally gives an answer.]

Midgar's not exactly the sort of place you want to start over, but it was the only place that had what I needed at the time.

[She glances at him again through the corner of her eye.]

You were there, too?