It feels better for her as well, when he leads her further into their quarters and they get to lock another door. Aerith's rattled to the core and all she wants is him close, and a long stretch of peaceful quiet to try and get back to something that feels more normal. Having Balthier in her arms helps, but there's still a raw and ragged part of her that needs a little more time to patch itself back together.

She's reluctant to let him go even for the sake of filling the tub, and when he gathers her up in his arms again not even a minute later she can't help but sink against him in relief. "You're the one who saved my life," she whispers between kisses as her hands move to lift his shirt up and off before her own follows suit. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me Balthier."