[ It's quite dark out here, too dark to tell if there's tears welling in the stranger's eyes, but Tifa can hear them in his voice. The way it cracks.

She knows that feeling, along with how frustrating it is when you can't hold it together in front of someone else. Her heart quakes for him, and she steps closer before she can think better of it. She stares up into his face, her brow creased with genuine concern. ]

There are a few other candles left out over there. [ She points in the direction she'd just come from. ] I guess some kind soul left them out. Here.

[ Maybe he'd rather be left alone, but it seems to Tifa that maybe he needs the company right now. So with a nod, she leads him over to the spot in question. ]

And um, folding a boat isn't too hard... if you wanted help with it?

[ Her tone is uncertain, because there's a chance he's just going to send her away. It seems only right to offer, though. ]