A city called Midgar. [ Her head tilts, curious as she studies him. ] Any plants you find around there were either artificial, or imported. Unless I grew them, and I never had the capacity for something like this.

[ She gestures, indicating the area around them. ]

My name is Aerith, by the way. Maybe I should have started with that before grilling you about flowers. [ She grins at this. ] Where did you come from?