After traveling with Cloud, and being tailed by chatty Cathys like Rude and Tseng for years, Aerith's pretty used to filling the quiet by talking for the sake of talking. With the Turks, acknowledging their presence meant that it was less she was being followed and more that she was carrying out a conversation with them. A bizarre approach to undermining what she could never avoid back in Midgar, but it made her feel less cagey.

With Cloud, and now she's finding, with Jack, she's doing it because she hopes eventually, they'll start talking back. Either way, she'll continue to talk while she meanders through her flower beds, stopping to pluck a weed out here and there.

"Maybe I'll leave the hole for now and save it for a really nice rosebush." Aerith tilts her head from side to side, while she looks at the hole instead of him. "Hey, do you want to stay for dinner too?"