[He does not evade her question. She has learned enough about him that if he were to evade, he would do so by asking her something else. By saying something else to distract her. To attempt distracting her. That he says nothing means he has something to say.
So she is patient. She takes some steps away, though, not many. Just enough to sit on whatever closest thing she can. In this case, it's a stone divide between flowers and walking path.
Her gaze is imploring. Not expectant, but curious. And as ever, understanding. Nurturing, perhaps, given that Aerith seems to wield that effortlessly.]
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So she is patient. She takes some steps away, though, not many. Just enough to sit on whatever closest thing she can. In this case, it's a stone divide between flowers and walking path.
Her gaze is imploring. Not expectant, but curious. And as ever, understanding. Nurturing, perhaps, given that Aerith seems to wield that effortlessly.]
Take your time.
[She reassures him gently.]