Something about this is undeniably wrong, to be close to him and comfortable. A strange sense--that everything is all right, and that it means something is "false"--but oh, then what's the point of everything being true? She likes this feeling, and Sephiroth seems satisfied too. It's not making anyone unhappy.

"Hmm...it felt like something was out of place," Aerith says truthfully, tapping her finger against her chin; however, her voice adds a playfulness to the honesty, twisting it. "But then I came home and found my husband."