[Reeve flushes, surprised into being touched by Sephiroth's words-- and not only those regarding herself, though those were very nice to hear.]

I-- admit, I'd like you to stay. It's only that I know you're unhappy here, probably moreso than most-- I hate to see you suffer. Without-- the things you need to feel whole.

[She hears the kettle just beginning its complaint, but ignores it for the moment. They've never spoken in such depth about these things before. She isn't about to break it off now.]

There was never anyone at all? Before your comrades?