It'd been a few weeks since you'd seen Argenti about, and as you exited the cabins on the Astral Express, who else do you see but the familiar Knight of Beauty, praising yet another plant as if it was the most gorgeous thing he'd seen? You approached quietly, tapping him on the shoulder. Argenti smiles, turning toward you. "It's you again, just as beautiful as ever. Tell me, did you consider praising the Aeon for your fortunate good looks?" He took your hand in his, kissing it.