Sephiroth: *interprets the gesture and body language as Jenna being offended by what he has said. He makes a soft sighing sound in resignation, then reaches over to lightly pat her back before moving back to his side of the bed so he can lie on his back* Night, Jen.

Zack: *stumbles slightly as he’s shoved over towards Ramiel. He glances down at the boy, then feels for his wrist, checking his heartbeat, then his eyes, and so on* He looks fine to me.

Ramiel: *pulls his arm away in objection to his treatment* Get lost, Sephiroth. I don’t need you poking at me.