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[anciently]

[ Perhaps the light, female voice is familiar to those who hear it, recognizable as belonging to Aerith, or perhaps it's a stranger that you suddenly have chatting in your mind. Either way: ]

Hi there, everyone! I won't take too much of your time.

How many people have gone home from here and come back, and...how many have just...gone?

Just wondering. Thanks.

[ Those even a little familiar with the flower girl might note the uncharacteristic curtness to the message, clipped in tone and lower in energy than her usual... ]

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[anciently]

That's okay. [ Aerith laughs in return, some of her usual warmth returning. ] It's a really good snack, so it makes sense that it'd get you kinda contemplative...

[ Or something. Either way, Aerith is (not for the first time) feeling deeply grateful for the other woman: for Tifa's presence, and for the words that she has to offer. ]

Gonna have to get some more help around this place until Zack comes back. [ She says, matter-of-fact. ] Flower carts don't just build themselves, ya know!