[He must know. When he puts his attention onto her, she feels like that's inevitable. Balthier is not only a clever man, but also incredibly intuitive. Observant. He's obviously experienced a great deal more of the world than she has. She knows he's not an idiot. Aerith wonders if she's ever underestimated him. She's not certain she has.

Whatever he may be thinking, he doesn't pry into her. At least, not in a transparent way. Not in one that she can detect. For that, she's grateful.]

Sounds like you understand. [As much as she's willing to let him understand, anyway.] I've been called reckless, and I am. A little bit. Maybe too excitable sometimes. Too willing to get myself in danger. [Aerith shakes her head at him slowly.]

I'm just doing what I think is the right thing to do. I'm doing what I feel is right for me. There's no other way for me to put that. Part of the whole enrichening life thing. But I feel like you understand that, too.

[She smiles then, tipping up her chin to eye the sky.]

I can't wait to be up there. Even if it's just for a little bit, I want to see how everything looks.