[Her head tips this way and that, and she seems quite content just to keep her arm loosely curled about his. But that's hardly anything different than what she'd be doing with Tifa. In fact, with her, they'd probably be hugging or something else equally affectionate. Aerith is outwardly kind to almost everyone, but she doesn't just outright hug anyone. And every hug with Tifa is a special one.

At his evaluation of her, she grins.]

Oh, that's good. It'd be kind of a shame of you did, after all. I'd wonder why you keep entertaining it if you didn't like it at least a little.

[After a moment's thought, she continues.] What's so interesting about me? I always thought I was kind of plain, actually. Just a flower girl, after all. [She's not just a flower girl. Aerith knows this without a moment's hesitance, but it's how she plays herself off. To play the unsuspecting role is always the safest route.]