[Aerith's chipper demeanour lessens only in slight, just enough that it can offer some reassurance that she's listening very intently. She offers a slow nod, reaching over for exactly two pieces of meat and one piece of cheese. She's sure she'll be doing that more than a few times through the course of their night together.]

Ohhhh, you remembered that. I'll have to steel myself for it.

[Settling back, she loops an arm over the sofa thoughtfully.]

What's on your mind? You know you can talk with me about anything. Even if I can't fix it, I can at least listen.