Me too, huh?

[Aerith is all smiles, perhaps touched that someone would think so highly of her. In her head, she’s always just.. herself. Easily overlooked. Easily forgotten. She doesn’t stand out. And if she were standing in a crowd of people, she’s almost certain she would just drown in them. There isn’t much about her that’s significant in the broad spectrum of things, she’s sure, and that’s never really bothered her.

Better to be underestimated than to be recognised. Easier to live that way. Easier to make a difference in the lives around her.]

I don’t think you need to be new. I think you just need to be you.

[But… As Aerith eyes her with such a pure look, imploring and patient wrapped in the embrace of something unadulterated, she finds her words and the way she wants to more properly present them.]

Sometimes we find parts of ourselves that we didn’t know were there by the company we keep. Maybe you’re opening yourself up and making these discoveries. It was probably a part of you all along. Perhaps you didn’t see it before?