[ She'd tap him on the shoulder with an overly familiar smack, but Aerith opts to stand up and take a few steps. Hands behind her back, she raises only one shoulder in a shrug. ]

I think there's a lot going on beneath the surface. If these faction walls could talk, well... Who knows what stories they'd tell. But they already tell us one thing. [ Raising her index finger, she continues in a soft tone. ] Walling off your territory hides a lot more than we know.

[ Just like Wall Market. ]

What's yakuza, anyway?