[ She's doing her best not to stare at every last detail of the flat and reveal how eager she is to learn more about her in the process. Thankfully, focusing on Mal as she darts around and fetches a vase is the perfect distraction and Aerith lets her gaze follow the other woman with a smile.

Leaving her basket on a table by the door she grins when Mal returns and sets the flowers down, shaking her head at Mal's comment about brightening the place up. ]

Oh, I think the place is brightened up enough already– [ Her bright eyes flit to Mal's face pointedly. ] But they are pretty.

[ When she takes a seat beside Mal, Aerith lets herself sit close enough to take the other woman's arm, shifting sideways with an enthusiastic nod. ]

I'm so happy you invited me! I know it was last minute.