Indifferent; He feels Cloud linger in her frightened, breathless whispers. Sephiroth-centric.
To Aerith, Whom I Remember; All I can do is remember you now, Aerith.
To Aerith, Whom I've Forgotten; I don’t remember you anymore, Aerith. Twenty years post-FFVII.
Paper Memories; He doesn’t stop her, but protests as the photograph nearly falls out of his hand. It's almost fluffy. ;P