Stay on the street

"Seventh Heaven," Tifa said. "Marlene's there. Can you make sure she gets out?"

"Alright, where's that?" Aerith said.

She braced herself, but even so she wasn't ready to look where Tifa gestured. There was chaos in the slums already, a crowd of people pushing past each other and jostling to try and get through the narrow, winding streets.

Aerith squirmed, trying not to think too hard about running through that huddle naked as she was.

"It's in the center, huge sign," Tifa said. "Can't miss it."

"On it!" Aerith said, feigning brightness.

There was a scream from above them. Aerith wailed, arms flailing as she took a few steps back, Wedge landing on the ground in front of her. She bumped into a stranger, turned around, and instantly jumped and returned to trying to cover with her arms again.

Deep breath. She looked tentatively to where Tifa had gestured.

"You can do this," Aerith whispered to herself.

There were more important things than her modesty, especially now.