[Aerith looked surprised at that, but then her smile became just a little sad as she realised that was probably true.]

Some things we never got around to doing, hm? You know I'm an Ancient, don't you? The last of the Cetra. That's why the Turks were always around me.

But... even without Materia I'm able to do a little. Mainly healing. Mainly I work with flowers, as you've seen. [Her smile softened as she let her thumb glide across a petal of the flower in Zack's hand.] My people were said to be able to talk to the Planet. I could a little. I could sense where the Lifestream flowed. And... those within it. [She looked at Zack then, a touch more sadness in her gaze.] I felt when you died, for instance.