[ This is, in truth, a very reasonable question, and Aerith fills the silence by rolling back and forth on her feet, humming thoughtfully. It covers up the fact she is mulling over how no one has really given her this kind of respect before— maybe Zack had, once upon a time, having wanted to see her succeed in business. ]

Thanks, Trahearne. [ Really. Most people treat her like she needs to be coddled; this is the first time she's really been independent, the more she thinks on it. Even her mother's coddled her, held her back from the world she's wanted to be part of...

Ahem. ]

I met him at the beach. He taught me how to slice things like that with dreamotion. Could be great for making a lot of bouquets at once! [ Now that she thinks about it, though. ]

Another friend of mine mentioned you to me that night, too. Susato.