Relaxing against him, Aerith's eyes flutter closed as she feels him kiss the top of her head, his use of the term pulling a soft laugh out of her.

"You don't have to call me that," she begins, a hand coming to cradle his cheek as she looks up and meets his eye. "We're in private, your highness is fine." Amusement flashes brightly across her face, and she laughs again while tilting her chin up to press her lips against his.

"Really, we're familiar enough that you could get away with my lady if you wanted to."