[There's a clear twinge of conflicted sadness that flickers across Tifa's eyes. On one hand, she knows that there are still so many things she needs to do back home—people who depend on her, like he said, but on the other... there are so many people here who do, too. People who she's come to care about just as much as those waiting for her back on Gaia.

Including this little owl.]

Maybe someday. A girl can dream, right? But... even without them around to cause trouble, there's plenty to keep me busy in the meantime. Like naming owls.

[She looks to Law, the Owl, and offers a finger to him, and he bumps his beak against it with a hoot hoot!]

Speaking of, what're you planning to do with them?