[Tifa will be right on Aerith's heel wherever she wanders in the store and offers to help carry one of the pots to the front desk, taking it upon herself to carefully steal the morning glories from her to hoist into her own arms.]

Right. They always lean towards the sun, don't they?

[So if they start to lean too far into it, that means to spin them the other way... She thinks she gets it! So many details to raising happy, healthy flowers... but she's up to the task! The inn rooms give plenty of sunlight, and it so happens that hers faces it for most of the day. Lucky for the flowers, unlucky for her when it starts to get too hot...]

Marlene told me that I should talk and sing to the flowers, too. She heard that it helps them grow bigger and stronger.