[Now that he's set his pen down, he doesn't bother picking it up again. Who knows if she'll be able to continue, after all; best to just let her speak, commit it to memory, and write down his conclusions later. It makes it easier to study her as well, instead of just noting down her statements.
His hand leaves the coffee cup to come to his chin again as he listens, nodding once in acknowledgement to her continuing to speak in spite of how difficult it seems to be. She's possessed of some amount of resolve, at least.
His eyes flick briefly to Ren's, eyebrows quirking at the revelation that their two hideouts were combined together, before looking back to Tifa again.]
Interesting that what was the basement has become the attic, [is all he says, though -- it's Ren's secret to reveal that his attic was also a hideout, not his.] I don't intend to pry into what, exactly, you needed to keep secret, but is it safe to say that only you and those you trusted knew its location?
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His hand leaves the coffee cup to come to his chin again as he listens, nodding once in acknowledgement to her continuing to speak in spite of how difficult it seems to be. She's possessed of some amount of resolve, at least.
His eyes flick briefly to Ren's, eyebrows quirking at the revelation that their two hideouts were combined together, before looking back to Tifa again.]
Interesting that what was the basement has become the attic, [is all he says, though -- it's Ren's secret to reveal that his attic was also a hideout, not his.] I don't intend to pry into what, exactly, you needed to keep secret, but is it safe to say that only you and those you trusted knew its location?