Aerith turns to thank her defender but freezes completely in place as she takes him in. She doesn't need for him to be in his SOLDIER uniform. The hair and eyes are too well known for her to not recognize him.

She takes an unconscious step back before standing to her full five-foot-three-inch height. "I'm fine," she says, her voice bordering on curtness. "Thank you."

She hesitates, wondering if she's safe from him, her hands coming up to cover the area just below her breasts.

"Sephiroth."