[ Craning her neck to try and look at him has started to get uncomfortable. She lifts the shoulder he's perched himself on to nudge him, and she finally becomes frustrated enough that she reaches for him with her hand.

She'll place him into the nice warm bowl, then slams her hands at the side of the sink as she meets his eyes. ]

I was not alone, and you've avoided my question. I don't wish to hear a lecture about recklessness from you. Don't you think I know my place?

I did not go with the intention of confronting Eustace like you would have. I kept my distance.

[ A pause, and she finally snatches up her clothes, allowing her empty rose necklace to fall to the floor. ]

...I was looking for Tifa.