[She could actually picture Reno paying for something with acorns, which is precisely the reason why her smile begins to grow, despite the strange little relationship she holds with the Turks. Although it seems that Reno has been less an enemy and more like an amusing thorn in the side.

Maybe he thinks of her in much the same way. Someone he can trade witty barbs with.

Aerith looks a bit pleased when he coins informal title for her. Queen of haggling, is it? Yes. That sounds about right. She’s pretty good at working out a deal. It’s amazing what a little bit of nice and a smile will get you.]

I don’t actually. Not yet. I’m planning to help someone here with one she wants to plant, though. I’ve thought about making one for myself as well. There’s this field that we planted some months ago, but it was more like something we all did. That’s almost good enough. I want to share flowers with everyone, after all.

[After a moment’s consideration, she continues.]

Are you offering to plant one with me just for me?