[Ah... Tifa withdraws a step, and she relaxes against the back wall of the bar near the jars of coffee with her gaze not quite resting on Rinoa.]

It was destroyed...

[Quickly, she realizes that it's not quite the brightest topic for a conversation over drinks, and with someone she's just met, no less. Tifa doesn't know anything about Rinoa or where she's from, what she did before she arrived here with the rest of them so, not wanting to be a downer, she quickly adds on—]

I was planning on building a brand new one, though! Once I was finished what I needed to do. Didn't think it was gonna do all the work for me.