Donald takes a moment to catch his breath and confirm that the Beagles hadn't picked up their trail before considering Aerith in front of her. Different dress, different way she carried herself... she seemed... oh.

"It's Donald Duck," he said with a smile. "I guess we haven't met before, but suffice to say it, I've met someone very similar to you in another World. I guess the World Order is shattered at this point with TWO Aeriths instead of one."

He offered his hand for her to shake. "Pleased to meet you!"