[ That's her secret, cap: under the luminously green gaze of one Aerith Gainsborough - everyone has the potential to be cute until proven otherwise. And as much as she would like to continue to argue her point at the paintings, the man in the elevator distracts her from the noble pursuit of pestering when first - and very surprisingly given that he is, in fact, quite cute - he admits to being out of practice with flirting, before following that up with an offer of rescue.

The kindness of the gesture isn't lost on her, and while there's not much she'd enjoy more right now than getting out of this elevator it's not like her to leave someone to fend for themselves if she can help it. ]

Okay, deal. I won't leave you alone in here either! [ Aerith gives him a determined nod, smiling when she meets his eye. ] But, I guess that means you're going to have to learn how to flirt, or – I could flirt with you. [ Plot twist - that's already happening. ]