She followed his gaze, tensing up again as part of her was sure he'd seen something. She was about to answer him when suddenly Sephiroth was there again behind her, smirking coldly.

"Her heart is weak. It only takes a few words to unsettle her."

Tifa jumped and whirled around, stepping back to get some distance from him. She swallowed and managed a little hoarsely, "He says plenty. I think he likes the sound of his own voice."