[ Unfortunately, Aerith's mind is far from trained. She's just a girl from the Slums who happened to fall into a world-ending catastrophe, as far as she's concerned. And so in front of her she sees nothing but a polite gentleman, someone to whom she's quick to offer a hand to shake, a warm smile on her lips. ]
Then that makes two of us, right? It's nice to meet you. My name is Aerith... and you are?
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Then that makes two of us, right? It's nice to meet you. My name is Aerith... and you are?