[She nods steadily; one can almost see the wheels turning if they looked closely enough while Aerith brought a hand to rest against her chin, thoughtful.]

That's good, then, isn't it? A symbol of protection... she would know you're 'safe.'

[Kids back in the slums all had their own ways of determining who was a safe adult and who wasn't, but this one seemed fairly straightforward.]

I'm worried about her getting lost in here for good. We can't have people running around in the mirror realm forever, so the sooner we find her, the better. Though, if she's skittish—

[She presses her lips together as she looks up, then looks Sheik over once more.]

You are safe, aren't you? Someone she can trust?