[ She smiles when he turns his gaze back to her, even though it means that in the very next moment he gets to see the rush of pink across her cheeks as he holds up the toy. There's curiosity, though, too: she's not inexperienced, but nor is she experienced in the way that others might be, and while she knows what a sex toy is at a glance, she can't identify exactly what one might do just from seeing it.

The temptation is there to ask, but she's asking a lot of questions already, and the situation here, between the two of them, is already a little strange, so— ]

At least it's a cute color? [ she says instead, and the laugh on her lips is light and playful despite the hint of shyness on her cheeks.

Maybe she'll ask him later, but for now her interest is on his answer to the question already off her lips. Her eyes widen, and where there was shy uncertainty on her features for a moment, it's replaced by a genuine concern, sympathy, Aerith's fingers sliding forward on his hand until they can curl around it, holding it in her own. ]

I'm sorry, [ she says, and her voice is soft. ] It must have been... Well, I woke up here barely a day before that party started, and even I know that this isn't exactly the nicest place to be, sometimes.