[It's the crack that startles Tifa. She expected the clouds that rolled in, and the way the sun disappears behind them, and even the slight heat that buzzes around them, but his grip on the cup is the thing that surprises her so much that she instinctively flinches at the sound, and all of that tension that had left her in the recent hours has already started to come back.

But she takes a deep breath and offers his hand a squeeze, and as she shuffles along the couch to be closer to him, she can see Eria and Clover both approaching through the corner of her eye.]

They'll come around.

[This isn't an empty promise or an attempt to soothe him. It's something that she's absolutely sure of.]

They love you... and they know you love them. If you give them some time and be patient... they'll come around.

[Even Bri.]