[The second that Eria hops down, Tifa is gently placing Clover on the floor next to the wolf where she's happy to stretch, and within seconds, she's reaching for him at long last, pulling him to meet her halfway until she's holding him.]

Yes.

[Her eyes close against the crook of his neck where she buries her face, and he'll feel her give a small nod as well.]

Even like this, even after what you did...

[Tifa lifts her head just far enough that she can look him in the eyes.]

When you called off the wedding, I... [Only to look away from him again.] It was like I saw my life without you.

[It was brief, a split second in what felt like an infinite stretch of time, but it was there, and that hurt still lingers.]

I didn't like it.