[ He's always like this, straight forward and heartfelt even through the awkward smile. Along the street, they walk, and Aerith's gaze falls onto the business card as he turns it. The back is decorative, with the business name emblazoned on it even bolder. They know they're looking for someone working in a particular host club now. ]

Yeah, Tamamo is pretty different even if the surface paint is similar. People come here to blow off steam, but the people are... different. [ She imagines it has to do with the fact Tenkohime is different from Corneo— but that's a conversation you probably shouldn't have in her territory. Fox ears are surprisingly astute. ]

It sounds awful lonely, but... all she wants is a picture. [ Somehow, ... she understands. ]

Speaking of... I don't have a camera.

[ This was not well thought out, in retrospect. ]