It's difficult to look casual after he stops writing, but Aerith forces herself to wait for a second before putting pencil to paper again.

"What about with some corals, like this?"

Tell me what I have to do. I have to get out of here.

Now that the prospect of leaving the lab had been dangled so temptingly close to her, Aerith was impatient to seize the chance. Even if it meant playing along with Hojo and President Shinra's very weird, still very unpleasant sounding 'experiment'.