[Of course he's not talking about the book. Aerith doesn't outright acknowledge he's said it, but the moment he starts talking about 'quiver,' she grins and even looses a laugh.]

You were keeping count? I definitely wasn't. I don't even think I've ever said the word 'quiver' before. Maybe the writer didn't know any other words that meant the same thing.

[For some moments, she's thinking about the variety of words that could be used. When he carefully coils his hold about her, she's in the midst of carefully tying her ribbon about her wrist before reaching back up to her hair. His offer grabs her attention and she finds herself eyeing him.]

I didn't know you wanted to. You can, if you want. I'm so used to handling it myself or having my mom do so, that it's weird to hear someone else make that kind of offer.

[Aerith probably spends a decent amount of time with her hair, when she's really thinking about it.]