With a slightly impish smile spreading across her face as she veered off the road, Aerith flippantly waved off Delita's concerned words. "I'll be okay!" She said in an enthusiastic shout before speeding off to go pester the chocobo herd. Watching them with a gleeful gaze, Aerith rode her chocobo closer to the wild birds. The birds didn't seem to mind her approach at all but once she came near a smaller chocobo, the entire herd became a tad agitated with her.

"Aw, he is so cute." She squealed as she wandered close to the little yellow bird. It was a baby chocobo, probably less than seven months old. It stared up at her with it's glassy black eyes with a look of curiosity and mild intrigue. "Hi there, little guy." Aerith said with a friendly wave as if the chocobo truly could understand what she says.

"Aren't you a cutie? Yeah, you are really cute." With all this sickeningly sweet baby talk, the flower girl failed to realize that the other birds within the herd were now poised to attack.