amusement paints her face with a wide brush, though she attempts some semblance of innocence. if she knows there are petals in her hair, aerith does not acknowledge them.
An unconvinced expression filters over his gaze. “I’m sure you could provide…a clue?" His lips twitch as he lays his bait: "There is no finer flower in all of Edge who could…reveal to me this all-important venture.”