"... That is a sentiment I can understand." Aerith replied softly. Taking on the suffering to save others from having to go through it. Selfless or selfish? Aerith had never really come to terms with which one it was more. But sometimes it was necessary. Sometimes a sacrifice was needed. And she would rather it be herself than an innocent.

"You seem nice now...?" Aerith wished she had met him like this to begin with. Poor impressions could have been avoided. Watching him, she shifted around, snow crunching as she moved and sat herself much closer to his side. "It's strange, isn't it? Even an enemy can have lines they just can't cross."