[ Well, if she'd somehow had any doubts that it's really Reno she's dealing with... Aerith's laugh is warm, and for a second she thinks about teasing him a little, mimicking his speech down to the very word, but she takes pity on him in the end, curls her fingers a little more tightly against his wrist as she looks up at him.

She really is glad to see him. ]

To tell you the truth? I don't know. I'm guessing I got here the same way as you did; it seems to be kind of a recurring theme...

[ It's been the same with everyone she's spoken to, after all. Waking up in an unfamiliar place, mostly naked and with another person, sometimes familiar and sometimes not. ]

If it makes you feel better, though, I woke up with Rude. Not a stranger. He looked after me while we tried to figure out what was going on.