Aerith's eyebrows raise as though he's given her an idea - and indeed, the fact that she's freer than she's ever been means if this wasn't a ruse there would be a way out hasn't crossed her mind. It's not a possibility she's ever had before to entertain when confronted with what marriage is.

"For flirting, the sofa, for more," Aerith shakes her head, stepping closer to him so that she can tip her chin up and look at him defiantly. "Where you go stops being any concern of mine, so long as it's not near me ever again." Good thing he likes her.