[It's almost nerve-racking to stand there, only waiting for him. Nerves? Weird. She didn't realise she had anything left to be nervous about when it came to him. Once he's seen her naked are there any walls left? Evidently so. Or maybe being physically close isn't as scary as it is to be emotionally close. When she plays it all back in retrospect, it's alarmingly easy to let him be close to her. To hold hands and other such things. Everything else that goes beneath that is a lot more difficult.

When he offers her the materia, she reaches up to where he holds it over her shoulder and she takes it with care before she protects it between both of her hands.]

Thanks. It belonged to my mom. [There's a pause and then she continues.] My first mom. [She can't say 'real' one, because Elmyra has been as much a mother. It's not as though Aerith has a tonne of memories regarding Ifalna. Many of the ones she does have are somewhat broken up. But she does know Ifalna went to great lengths to protect her and to give her a good life. Ifalna is why Aerith is here today.] I don't really have many things from her, so it's important to me. I want to have it with me always.