[She isn't very good at accepting gifts, and her face turns a shade pinker when he hands her the bag of seeds, but Tifa has no choice but to take it in the palms of her hands, holding it as if it were the most delicate thing in the world.]

You don't have to thank me for anything.

[She tips her head, her brow twitching ever so slightly. The gesture is sweet, but it does make her wonder what kind of place their home was if this is how he would show his gratitude for helping them—something that should just be a normal thing to have.]

I'll take them on one condition. [She lifts a finger with a smile.] That you help me grow these when the weather gets nicer.