"Oh, right, sorry. Important distinction; there's a lot of things that are tolerable without being good." She's quietly amused by Vincent's wryness, considering that just about anyone else would be going on about how terrible Shinra had been by now, never mind if the job had been okay for a little bit.

That "considering" dims Aerith's smile, though, and she looks away for a moment. She's hardly unaware that her death has been hard on Elmyra, but it's been three years, and her mom deserves to be happy. "Mom shouldn't be living on her own still..."

But does that mean she should go back to living with her mother? Or maybe Elmyra should adopt another kid? Or get remarried? Aerith hasn't quite figured that out when Vincent says that he's fine.

Just "fine". They haven't seen each other in three years, and Aerith pouts up at him.

"I see you're just as chatty as ever. What's new, though? You know, new job, new hobbies? Are you really looking for a new job here?"

Because if he's not, she could haul him down to the speed dating tables--no, even Aerith knows that probably wouldn't go anywhere.