[Aerith offered a soft laugh, and tucked some hair behind her ear.]

That's the kindest way to put it. I...well.

[She offered a sheepish shrug, before glancing around to check for privacy.]

Cetra are just about dead as a race. So it comes with a lot of pressure. Power and responsibility, and all that.

I'm just glad it never came up with Zack and I. We were just...two people, most of the time.