[He hears her. Plainly. Clearly. A part of him even agrees with her, but if this thing is the reason for where they've come to as they are... doesn't that mean in order to leave it that they have to cut a way through it? He has no idea how any of this crap works, honestly. This is what he gets for letting his curiosity get the better of him.]

I'm all for that, but how're we getting outta here.

[It takes all of his strength to keep a hold on his sword. The weight and the force is enough to knock him right off balance. He opts for using Tifa's little distraction as a great universal sign for 'let's leave.' It's a perfect little diversion tactic that lets him regain the hold upon his sword as he draws it right back over his shoulder instead of dragging it along the ground.]

Doubt that's gonna be enough to keep her down, but— [He's indicating the rather smart collision course Tifa's set into action.] —better than nothing. Let's scram if we're making that a thing.