[His knowledge of world geography is not the most extensive - so he wonders, for a moment, where Midgar might be, or if it even is some city on Earth.] I see. [Shutting his eyes, he considered for a moment what this place which was "not green" might have looked like - and envisioned Aerith amid an urban wasteland, crouching to tend to the first tender flowers sprouting from a patch of dirt. It seemed like something she would do.]
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