[ Wrinkling her nose at all these objections, Aerith turns back towards the bedside table, getting a damp cloth ready to clean up his injuries before she gets to the work of healing him. ]

Siegfried, stop being so silly.

[ Aerith sits down on the edge of the bed next to him, meeting his eye briefly before she shakes her head at him, amused by the seemingly bottomless well of propriety the man has. ]

I'm happy to help you. I'm glad you came here tonight.

[ Working while she speaks, she's careful as she dabs the cloth around the edges of his wounds, surveying the damage while she considers what she'll be able to do for him. ]

Well, maybe next time you drop by in the evening, I'd be happier if you weren't bleeding, but, still!

[ Aerith's eyes dart back to his face almost sheepishly when she catches herself just on the edge of saying too much. The man's laying here in pain, it's neither the time nor the place to suggest something like that. ]

It's not as bad as you think it is, but still, I might not be able to get everything in one night. If I can't I'll bandage it really well, and tomorrow after we've both slept I should be able to get the rest mended.

[ Her abilities are unique, but they have their limits. Still, she means what she says when she tells him she can help him, even if it means she'll have to rest up in between her attempts. ]

I promise you'll be safe and comfortable here, I'll protect you.

[ Comparitively speaking, the man is a giant, but it doesn't stop her from promising anyway, her head tilting playfully as she does. ]