[ She's agreement with him, so Aerith nods along and keeps going forward. Rising to the top of the building, they come to a rooftop that's deserted and seemingly forgotten. The door off to the side looks rusted over. Aerith rushes over to try it anyway, but it doesn't budge under her grasp. Hm.

She's silent for a moment longer before turning back to him, hair dancing in the breeze. Her hands come to rest over her stomach, fingers laced together. ] I chose to help you. We got into trouble together, so don't worry about it. Now, just don't go trying to stop fights again like that and you should be good.

[ Turning back around to the cityscape, Aerith watches the sky rove across the outline of buildings upon buildings. She can pick out the districts, the neutral spots: Aerith maps it all out before her. ]

Pretty good first impression, huh? [ He's new, isn't he? ]