[His mind is so full of the idea of those glass dogs out on full display that he doesn't expect Tifa coming up to him. But when she does, there's a brief look of surprise as he looks down at her, hand automatically moving to gently rest at her waist. He still feels a little awkward, but...]

...You know I can't say no to you.

[A light smile forms.]

And it's not a bad idea, really... Let's make some new ones.

...And I'll think about picking one or two of the others.