O-oh, hi! [Jude's back does straighten at the voice, blinking a few times as he tilts his head to look up at her. If Aerith manages to snag a glimpse of what he's scribbling, she could see neat handwriting listing out characteristics on opposing sides of the page, along with the rough sketch of a clover-like herb in the center. He's no artist, but boy definitely knows how to take organized notes.

She got directly to the point, so he'll do the same:]

It's very nice and convenient to meet you, miss florist. Would you happen to know if the plants here have any medicinal properties? Some of these remind me of herbs from my world, but they're definitely very different, too.