Seferia: You may keep as many habits as you wish, Sephiroth. *crosses her arms and shakes her head* I have stood present as my queen bathed among other things. Not to mention, our cultures are far from the same. *looks down at him then moves into the tent and uses a spell to create a sphere of light near the top of the “ceiling”* If you wish, you may have the bed. I can do without it. *nods toward the bed in the corner of the room that is around 16′ by 18’*

Zack: *yelps as a few people panic at his presence, also dodging in order to keep safe. After about fifteen minutes, he moves into the tent where he had left Cloud and silently trots inside*