[She waits patiently for him to gather his thoughts, a tiny smile making its way onto her face, and then quiet warmth settling in her chest to feel his fingers against hers as he finally relents. Tifa knows he has a hard time showing remorse and gratitude, but even small gestures like this are enough for her to understand what he's thinking. Cloud Strife is a master class in learning that words aren't the only way to tell someone how you feel.

Part of her is still concerned about what exactly he's up to, naturally. Something seems off about this particular trip out of the castle, especially since he seems more on edge than usual, despite being such an old hat at staying incognito. She promised no questions— so the next best thing she can do is to help ease his tension before he confronts whatever it is he's venturing out for. And that, of course, is best accomplished with teasing.]

Then I guess I can tag along. [She reaches out to lightly rap at his helmet.] Might need me to catch you when you trip over your feet. I don't know how you can see out of this.