[ A noise of acknowledgement leaves her before Aerith knows she's responding. It's both disarming that Cloud noticed, and comforting that he did. For a moment, she's content to sit silently in that knowledge, as if the weight of it could settle between the two of them as warmly as a wool blanket. ]

Yeah, I'm alright. [ It's genuine. He'll know— Cloud is right to know that she can handle herself, but he doesn't ask to belittle her. He asks because... they're friends. She looks up at him. ] It's not my favorite place to go, but... [ Part of her wonders if Cloud knows what she had meant— and worse, she wonders if the kejourou already knows there's little difference between herself and Aerith. All those people around her, and still... ]

She knows almost everyone in Tamamo, and even more people outside of it, I think. So... But, hey, what about you? She's not exactly easy on the nerves. [ Kinda gives Aerith the willies, truthfully. ]