Aerith spared the angry woman a look and held her bangle just a little tighter. She managed to keep her expression somewhat neutral though, but her guard was up. She felt tense. But she listened... and knew there was no way she was going to remember all of those names and titles.

"My name is Aerith." She said again. And then, because they were doing titles, she decided that she could give the only one she had. "Ancient. The last of the Cetra."