[... Does that upset him, she wonders? Tifa watches him in the silence, and when he speaks, her hand finds his back.]

But it wasn't anyone else. It was you.

[Yes, it very well could have been whoever stumbled upon it first, but she likes to think that there was a reason for all of this.

She hopes that he can at least hear the pride in her voice.]

And honestly? Can't exactly imagine anyone else more fit for the job. Or someone who'd love them more than you do.