[Aerith's eyebrows raise thoughtfully and she hangs onto Tifa's response, dreadfully attentive.] Hmmmm! I guess that's fair, isn't it. [She can't just go prying for information without being willing to give up some of her own.]

I can agree to that. Information for information. But that might sound a little more professional than it actually is, right?

[She utters out a laugh and taps her fingertips against the side of her cup.] I'm going to hold you to that. Mind you, I don't need to hear anything explicit, but if there's someone who's caught your eye, they must be pretty spectacular. I've never known what kind of person you liked, so this is very educational.

[And honestly, she's spent a decent amount of her time wondering if Tifa and Cloud were anything more than childhood friends. But to say they were 'only' that would be insulting. Surely whatever they are to one another is a very special thing that she can't properly understand, having not experienced it herself.]