[She... can empathise with all of this in a very deep, severe way. At least it sounds like he's trying. In the end, that's all one can expect, isn't it? Without even realising it, he inadvertently jabs a sliver of guilt into her.]

Feelings are hard. [Aerith begins softly, thoughtfully.] Sometimes it's easier not to define them. Sometimes the thought of defining them makes them feel more weighted and real, and sometimes facing that can be scary. You have time. You shouldn't feel in a rush to figure them out. And I have a hard time believing you'd have an interest in someone who didn't feel the same kind of patience for you. I'm sure she understands and probably feels something very similar.