Tilly listens to Kuja's story, refraining from getting her own drink. It's easy to tell Kuja's talking about himself most of the time; she could joke about his arrogance, but the subject's too serious for that. He's the one Garland created to kill off a world's people so his own could survive; he did so to help put together his own revenge, an act followed by an empty victory. It's tragic, really, but with how he looks when talking about Zidane, he clearly has his regrets. Much like a certain paladin back home, Tilly didn't know Kuja during that time; only him after the fact.

Gods help her if anyone from his world shows up.

"Thinking back on the what-ifs is dangerous, but you know better than to dwell on them for too long. While I can't comment much on the angel of death you once were, I can comment on the man I've known since we were plucked out of the Dream Width. He had a lot on his mind back then and seemed concerned when I mentioned my affinity for necromancy." She's clearly teasing him when she mentions that, playfully sticking her tongue at him.

"Still, you've made friends, whether you're willing to call them such or not. You've made your own living here, you've clearly done a lot of self-reflection...and admittedly, I have been studying Opal's reactions and behavior towards you. She really likes you, you know, so if my opinion can't cut through your doubts, then maybe the dragon who knew you then and knows you now can."