[There's a slight twitch of his finger as he reaches for his own cup, those words striking a chord. But again he doesn't respond immediately, instead completing the action to take a sip of his coffee, though it tastes more bitter than usual.]

If they were around to witness all of that...or had the memories to.

[As if tired of the dancing around, Eustace looks at her more directly than he has before.]

Aerith, if you haven't been told already and want to know what happened I'll tell you. However, it's not something pleasant, and something that I deeply regret.