[Hmm. Is that it? These eat meat, then, somehow. They don't look anything like what she'd imagined in the children's stories about malboros, though she supposes those weren't exactly flowers, either.
Thoughtfully, she crouches down beside Kazuha, hands clasped together on her knees as she regards the blooms in silence for a moment. Even despite the differences in feeding method, it feels... strange. Not at all like the flowers in her garden back at home, but not in a way she can exactly place. It's unsettling.
Aerith hums quietly to herself, tipping her head.]
Mm... Well, they're probably just hungry. Some people aren't very appealing when they're hungry, either, you know.
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[Hmm. Is that it? These eat meat, then, somehow. They don't look anything like what she'd imagined in the children's stories about malboros, though she supposes those weren't exactly flowers, either.
Thoughtfully, she crouches down beside Kazuha, hands clasped together on her knees as she regards the blooms in silence for a moment. Even despite the differences in feeding method, it feels... strange. Not at all like the flowers in her garden back at home, but not in a way she can exactly place. It's unsettling.
Aerith hums quietly to herself, tipping her head.]
Mm... Well, they're probably just hungry. Some people aren't very appealing when they're hungry, either, you know.