Tifa kissed the side of her son's hair. "Tea, I can do, Sora." Tea was easy. "But I can not carry you to your room like your father can. Why do you not just wait here until lunch?" She was sure that Leon could take Sora to his room on his way back to doing what he needed.
"I can have any clothing you need brought up for you," she added, incase Sora wished to change. Here, in the rooms she shared with her husband, she could take care of their son.