A bodyguard and a personal assistant? That's a scandalous proposal, you know. What would they say if they saw I was your personal boy-toy, fetching you this and that?

[ Cloud doesn't actually care, and Aerith knows this. But he can't help but make light of the offer as he lets it hang in the air. The amusement is plain in his voice, even as he doesn't lock eyes with Aerith, knowingly, until after he says it. ]

Alright. Tell you what. You've got yourself a deal.