[ It's more than enough to Aerith. That smile is enchanting, rarer to her than a precious jewel and even more enticing, and it gets to squeeze his arm, tightening the hook she has upon it with a smile that slides along her lips quickly and easily. Aerith smiles as brightly as the sun shines, warm and open, before giggling, thinking to herself that she's glad to see this sight. ]

This place is so different from home. But everywhere I go, there's something new to see, or someone new to meet. Great company, too.

[ Out of the corner of her gaze, she spots the dancefloor. The music has silenced, fading out, and something softer is striking up now, as the crowd filters out of the way. Many are laughing joyously, out of breath, and Aerith thinks to herself they seem to have had a great deal of fun. ]

Ooh. Looks like fun. C'mon, dance with me!