[She hadn't actually meant now! But whenever Maglor was willing. Or needed an ear to listen, Aerith could do that.

And upon realising what she had done, without truly meaning to, she pulled her hand back and held it against her chest gently.]

A habit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean... [Aerith sighed.] Maybe one day when the pain isn't so raw for the both of us, I can hear your story. Somewhere away from this place. With a nice comfortable chair and a warm drink.