[Aerith follows the way Ethlyn motions and she nods slowly.] Definitely not anywhere near my home. I'm pretty sure. [But it's not as though she really knows or remembers anything outside of Midgar. Sometimes she thinks she can remember mornings of white and the smell of pine. And other times, she thinks there's another feeling of familiarity that she just can't put her fingertip on.]

To be fair, you're alive now, so doesn't that mean anything? You might have passed on where you're from, but it looks like you've been given a second chance. Let's take advantage of it!