[Having her pressed against his back like that is a comfort, a reassurance that yes everything is okay and they both made it out unscathed. While he doesn't like to losing his deliveries he'd much rather have them suffer damage than see Tifa hurt. Himself? Eh, he could deal with whatever injury he got. But Tifa was here to help and the last thing he wanted was to take her home with injuries.]

It could have been worse. [It's said more to himself than Tifa as he let's out a quiet sigh, relieved that they at least still had the majority of their cargo.

He shifts slightly to pull out the inventory list he kept stashed in one of his pockets, leaning back into her a tiny bit more when he feels her head rest against his shoulder. Each package is gone over slowly, Cloud reading off the names of the recipients one by one and making notes if anything has been lost or damaged. He's definitely going to be covering some costs but it wasn't anything that would ruin him.

And it was still better than the alternative.]

That's it. Looks like what we lost all went to the same place. That makes it a little easier, at least. [He only had to pay one person then.]