That's okay, then. I can forgive you. [ She says it so easily because she means it, because nothing else matters - they're standing here in the middle of a crowd of people in some strange, new world and all she can think about is holding on to him. All she can think about is wrapping herself around him and not letting go, pressing herself against the warmth of his body and basking in the fact that it's real - that he's real, and solid, and completely and utterly alive.

She had worried, for a while. When he had fallen into the Lifestream, when she had watched him recover, when she had seen and been unable to do anything but call for him and whisper. She can touch him now, and it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. ]

Facing forward! I like that. [ Leaning back, Aerith grins. ] We can look at the future together, now. We're together again, Cloud. Just like that. [ And, just like that, she takes his hand in her own. ]