[ Surprise falls over her like a tidal wave, and Aerith's expression slips, melting into easy to read surprise. Part of it, she thinks, is the relief she feels whenever someone wants to stay around her. It's quickly replaced by a smile again, this one more heartfelt than the last. She nods. ]
Sure! Whaddya wanna know?
[ A short tour is in order, then. Either she's helped at this shop before, or spent some time here, because Aerith knows it like the back of her hand. Her palm slides along a glass counter, and inside are decorative pots. Atop it are succulents of all sizes, and even a cactus. ]
[the returning question comes easy, inspired by that smile and Aerith's own comfort here. how often does she get to show off her own knowledge and expertise? perhaps not enough.]
[ Well, if Emily's really leaving it up to her, then... ]
The flowers... have something to say to us. Whether it's about ourselves or themselves, it's just as important. So, always makes sure to listen to them... and talk to them.
[ Takes two to hold a conversation. ]
Sorry. Anyway, you should remember that pothos grow a lot, so you'll need to repot it eventually. Are you planning to get any pets?
No, I couldn't devote the time necessary to one. Plants are about the extent of what I trust myself to handle.
[a pet needs love, attention, care that she could give, but she doesn't want to neglect any aspect. to get too involved in her work and leave them behind. better that she only visit with a living creature who needs more than light, water, and a little conversation.]
But really, Aerith...there's nothing to apologize for.
[ Her tone is far to chipper for such a statement. But she makes no attempt to respond to Emily's reassurance: She wouldn't understand if Aerith explained it. She knows it— or maybe she's just adjusting, still, and falling back on what's comfortable and easy for her. ]
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[ The way she talks, they might as well be living to her. (Of course, they are.) ]
You want me to call the owner, or do you want to look around more?
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[it's calming here, even in the depths of the city, and she's not in a haste to depart from that.]
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Sure! Whaddya wanna know?
[ A short tour is in order, then. Either she's helped at this shop before, or spent some time here, because Aerith knows it like the back of her hand. Her palm slides along a glass counter, and inside are decorative pots. Atop it are succulents of all sizes, and even a cactus. ]
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[the returning question comes easy, inspired by that smile and Aerith's own comfort here. how often does she get to show off her own knowledge and expertise? perhaps not enough.]
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[ Well, if Emily's really leaving it up to her, then... ]
The flowers... have something to say to us. Whether it's about ourselves or themselves, it's just as important. So, always makes sure to listen to them... and talk to them.
[ Takes two to hold a conversation. ]
Sorry. Anyway, you should remember that pothos grow a lot, so you'll need to repot it eventually. Are you planning to get any pets?
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[a pet needs love, attention, care that she could give, but she doesn't want to neglect any aspect. to get too involved in her work and leave them behind. better that she only visit with a living creature who needs more than light, water, and a little conversation.]
But really, Aerith...there's nothing to apologize for.
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[ Her tone is far to chipper for such a statement. But she makes no attempt to respond to Emily's reassurance: She wouldn't understand if Aerith explained it. She knows it— or maybe she's just adjusting, still, and falling back on what's comfortable and easy for her. ]