She leans into him when he kisses her, humming happily against his lips as she brings her free hand up to run through his hair, holding onto this embrace for a moment before she breaks away to smile at him.

"I get to do what I want today, and what I want is to give you this." Aerith draws back just enough to be able to bring the box around and offer it to him. The box is about as long as a shoebox, but not as high, and contains the set of art supplies she requested from the prison's commissary with him in mind.