Wow... [ That's longer than she would've guessed. Aerith sighs softly, reflecting on how the passage of time works - or, doesn't - here. ] Three months, huh...?

[ His question distracts her, and she smiles hesitantly at him. ]

Oh - It's fine. Good, actually. We have some new flowers for the business, with Merlin chipping in, and with what I found at that dome...

[ Plus, the ones growing in the church proper have been doing well, so she's relieved about that. ]

I'm sure the flowers all miss you. [ Aerith informs him, nodding sagely. ] You really shouldn't keep them waiting.