[ There's probably stuff in the video she should be concerned about, like the pest problem he mentioned, or the bandage on his hand, or even the fact that some of the arrangements look a little, well, macabre—

But right now? Well. She's excited, to put it mildly. Aerith has been responding mainly in text to those she doesn't know, but in this case? Oh, this needs not just voice, but a video. And when Augustine receives it, he'll see a bright, smiling face with excited green eyes staring at him. ]

Hi there, Mister Rosethrawn! My name's Aerith— I don't suppose you need any help in this shop of yours?

[ Honestly, it's something she might have thought to do herself, if she hadn't been so busy getting her lifedeath together since arriving here. But for now, at least, she moves the camera, allowing it to pan over her little adopted home in Serene, still sparsely-furnished, but liberally decorated with flowers she's found around the place, all replanted and thriving as much as something can thrive in this place. ]

I'm pretty good at looking after flowers. And they usually seem to like me okay too.