Aerith felt her wrist as she watched him. He seemed to be expecting rejection, for her to walk away all scared and spooked after his display of snarls and teeth.

And that would be very much an understandable, normal reaction to being threatened.

Thankfully, Aerith was not a very normal person.

Instead, she sighed. After a few moments of checking for injury, she came up behind him Instead, and lightly touched him on the shoulder.

"Now that's not fair. To you. I pushed you just now. Yes, you scared me. But that's my fault."

Her voice was reasonable. Not kind. If anything, she might have sounded tart, but it was at herself.

"So...can you give me a chance to explain? Please?"