[Tifa shifts, expression unreadable for a moment as she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. She doesn't know how to respond to that, because really, it's such a clean-cut view of things. She wishes life were that easy. Royce isn't helping, with his definition of evil. She doesn't want to examine her own motivations too closely, especially not now, but Royce is getting her close to it.

So she exhales, tension draining from her as she shakes her head.]

Sora... Sometimes it isn't that simple. Life doesn't always... work out that way. And you—

[She turns to Royce again.]

No more using us as an example. Fair?