[Her heart flutters in her chest, leaping up into her throat when he brings it up, and for a moment, she's afraid that he'll want to talk about... that... what happened, and how she... Ah, but okay, he's asking about another voice, and Tifa clears her throat a little too loud for her liking as she sets the book down.]

Um... could be the owl?

[That little bugger. He's still not back. Almost as if he knows that Tifa has some things to say to him when he does, so he'll just avoid the tree until she's gone...]

Besides that and the dogs, I don't think anyone else was around. The owl told me that I needed to get the lilies to help you... [Ughhh.] Said that I could brew the nectar into tea, and hasn't been back since.