[ One day, she'll regale Beatrix with legends of the crane. A mythical being, said to live for a thousand years. How it had become tradition, in the future of her world, her culture, to fold such creatures--a whole thousand of them, for each year they live--to wish someone well.

For now, she perks up curiously, her warm smile giving way to curiosity. ]

Oh? Y, Yes, of course I will. Though... you should already know, I already have plans to give one to everyone who came out that night. [ If it is any of them... Eustace and Tifa included. But she'll wait for more information. ]