[ There's a moment before Aerith sighs. She reaches up to tug on a strand of her hair before remembering it's not really there to tug on anymore, and her expression grows a little sad. ]

At least they tell us, I guess. I'll adjust eventually, right? [ She shakes her head, as if to shake away any negative feelings and looks back up. ] I don't see anything that says bugs specifically, but if we can't taste it it doesn't matter, does it? As long as it's fried and covered in sugar.

[ She gives Tifa a smile after this. Fried and covered in sugar makes anything better. ]