[A black coffee is exactly what she would have grabbed for him. It's simple, safe, and anyone can add whatever they like to it, so there's something of a relieved sigh when he returns with one.]

There's a lot, yeah. Even got the fancy drinks.

[It's offered with an unsteady laugh, like she's trying to buy a little time to let her anxiety wear off a little... but it doesn't work. So, she tries another tack—]

... How are you and Cloud settling in, by the way? [The mention of Cloud's name brings a sadder tone to her voice, and she casts her gaze down to her coffee.] Haven't seen either of you since the masquerade.