[Aerith more than recognised that fire she saw in Sephiroth's eyes, and it was one she didn't mind fanning on occasion. It was such a small thing, too. Offering to let him teach her something that was close to his heart. Something he enjoyed. He got to teach her and she got the chance to learn something that interested him. They got the chance to spend even more time together and in the end Aerith would be able to kick butt like the rest of them!

Maybe.

That was her hope at least. While it was all well and good being rescued time and again, sometimes it would be nice to be the one to do the rescuing!]

I've always wanted you as my teacher, love. There's no one else I would rather learn from. You're the best, after all!