"Yes I can. I absolutely can." Aerith wasn't going to deny it. It would be foolish and be some sort of weird denial. She had wielded it without a thought to defend and attack against monsters without any problem.

"Just like other people can do harm with their knives, or bows, or guns." She paused, glancing at his hands. "Or their hands." Her eyes went up to look back up at his face, to that stubborn gaze.

"Which is why I've been learning self-defense so I don't rely on it. Though...I won't be any good at it for a very long time. But...I am sorry that I cast magic on you without your permission. I won't do that again."

She looked pained at it. "Even if that means...even if that means you stay injured or worse."